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Music » Just Played » Jan. 18, 2013 » Midnight
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OFFSPRING - COME OUT AND PLAY 12:59 am
You gotta keep 'em separated
Like the latest fashion Like a spreading disease The kids are strappin' on their way to the classroom Getting weapons with the greatest of ease The gangs stake their own campus locale And if they catch you slippin' then it's all over pal If one guy's colors and the other's don't mix They're gonna bash it up, bash it up, bash it up, bash it up
Hey - man you talkin' back to me? Take him out You gotta keep 'em separated Hey - man you disrespecting me? Take him out You gotta keep 'em separated Hey they don't pay no mind If you're under 18 you won't be doing any time Hey come out and play
By the time you hear the siren It's already too late One goes to the morgue and the other to jail One guy's wasted and the other's a waste It goes down the same as the thousand before No one's getting smarter No one's learning the score Your never ending spree of death and violence and hate Is gonna tie your own rope, tie your own rope, tie your own
Hey - man you disrespecting me? Take him out You gotta keep 'em separated Hey - man you talkin' back to me? Take him out You gotta keep 'em separated Hey they don't pay no mind If you're under 18 you won't be doing any time Hey come out and play
It goes down the same as the thousand before No one's getting smarter No one's learning the score Your never ending spree of death and violence and hate Is gonna tie your own rope, tie your own rope, tie your own
Hey - man you talkin' back to me? Take him out You gotta keep 'em separated Hey - man you disrespecting me? Take him out You gotta keep 'em separated Hey they don't pay no mind If you're under 18 you won't be doin' any time Hey come out and play |
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SHINEDOWN - ENEMIES 12:56 am
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NINE INCH NAILS - CLOSER 12:49 am
You let me violate you You let me desecrate you You let me penetrate you You let me complicate you
Help me I broke apart my insides Help me I've got no soul to sell Help me The only thing that works for me Help me get away from myself
I want to f*** you like an animal I want to feel you from the inside I want to f*** you like an animal My whole existence is flawed You get me closer to God
You can have my isolation You can have the hate that it brings You can have my absence of faith You can have my everything
Help me Tear down my reason Help me It's your sex I can smell Help me You make me perfect Help me become somebody else
I want to f*** you like an animal I want to feel you from the inside I want to f*** you like an animal My whole existence is flawed You get me closer to God
Through every forest Above the trees Within my stomach Scraped off my knees I drink the honey Inside your hive You are the reason I stay alive |
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DEFTONES - TEMPEST 12:43 am
Hear me spit on you, wither I Remould into gold and bury I from sun
Reborn left to sigh, recure maybe I'll Be born and simplify the way I lie before
I get bored I get bored I get bored I'm bored
Repent by you and trust to figure out I burn that gift to you doll and let it shine before
I get bored I get bored I get bored A wish for the real one
Pissed and confinded, before me or I And we will come clean, it gets worse, it's more
Get bored I get bored I get bored A wish for the real one
Get bored Get bored Get bored A wish for the real one
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TOADIES - POSSUM KINGDOM 12:38 am
Make up your mind Decide to walk with me Around the lake tonight Around the lake tonight By my side By my side
I'm not gonna lie I'll not be a gentleman Behind the boathouse I'll show you my dark secret
I'm not gonna lie I want you for mine My blushing bride My lover, be my lover yeah
Don't be afraid I don't mean to scare you So help me Jesus
I can promise you You will stay as beautiful With dark hair And soft skin, forever Forever
Make up your mind Make up your mind and I promise you I will treat you well My sweet angel So help me Jesus
Give it up to me Give it up to me Do you wanna be my angel
Give it up to me Give it up to me Do you wanna be my angel
Give it up to me Give it up to me Do you wanna be my angel So help me
Be my angel Be my angel Be my angel
Do you wanna die Do you wanna die Do you wanna die Do you wanna die
Do you wanna die Do you wanna die Do you wanna die Do you wanna die
Well, I promise you I will treat you well My sweet angel So help me, Jesus Jesus Jesus Jesus |
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DANKO JONES - JUST A BEAUTIFUL DAY 12:34 am
I'll crash my car, just for you I'll burn my house down, just for you I'll rip my nuts off, just for you I'll max my creditcards
I'll sell my soul, just for you But nothing's good enough I might be the longer road but I'd make it worth your while
When you're invisible, it's easy When you're invisible, it's easy
I'll rip my eyes out, just for you I'll slash my wrists up, just for you I'll break my d***, just for you I'll make my momma cry
I'll dip my hands in blood I'll be your kicking dog Point crosshairs at my head I'll take it all
When you're invisible, it's easy When you're invisible, it's easy
Come on, alright, alright
I'll crash my car, just for you I'll burn my house down, just for you I'll rip my nuts off, just for you I'll max my creditcards
I'll rip my eyes out, just for you I'll slash my wrists up, just for you I'll break my d***, just for you I'll make my momma cry
When you're invisible, it's easy When you're invisible, it's easy When you're invisible, it's easy
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SALIVA - CLICK CLICK BOOM 12:30 am
C'mon, c'mon! C'mon, c'mon!
On those Saturdays when kids go out and play, Yo, I was up in my room, I let the stereo blaze. Wasn't faded, not jaded, just a kid With a pad and a pen and a big imagination. All this, I seek, I find, I push the envelope to the line. Make it, break it, take it Until I'm overrated!
Click, click, boom! I'm coming down on the stereo, hear me on the radio, Click, click, boom! I'm coming down with the new style and you know it's buck wild, Click, click, boom! I'm on the radio station, touring 'round the nation, Leaving the scene in devastation.
I can see it in my mind, I can see it in their eyes, It's close enough to touch it now, But far away enough to die!
What the hell is wrong with me? My mom and dad weren't perfect, But still you don't hear no cryin' ass b****in' from me, Like there seems to be on everybody's CD. So just sit back and relax And let me have your head for a minute, I can show you something in it that has yet to be presented! Oh yeah!
Click, click, boom! I'm coming down on the stereo, hear me on the radio, Click, click, boom! I'm coming down with the new style and you know it's buck wild, Click, click, boom! I'm on the radio station, touring 'round the nation, Leaving the scene in devastation.
Why have I clouded up my mind, Why's my mother always right? And will I make it 'till the end, Or will I crawl away and die? Click, click, boom! Click, click, boom! Click, click, boom!
Click, click, boom... On those Saturdays when kids go out and play, Yo I was up in my room, I let the stereo blaze. On Saturdays when kids go out and play, I was up in my room, I let the stereo blaze!
It's all inside of me, it's all inside of me, It's all inside of me, it's all inside of my head! It's all inside of me, it's coming over me, It's all inside of me, it's all inside my head! Yeah!
Click, click, boom! I'm coming down on the stereo, hear me on the radio, Click, click, boom! I'm coming down with the new style and you know it's buck wild, Everybody, Everybody come on! (come on, come on) Everybody come on! (come on, come on) Click, click, boom! (come on, come on) Everybody come on! (come on, come on) Click, click, boom! (come on, come on) Everybody come on! (come on, come on) Click, click, boom! (come on, come on) Everybody come on! (come on, come on) Click, click, boom! |
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TRAPT - BRING IT 12:27 am
Looking around Wondering what this is for Sure it's fine but i don't think i need this anymore I took down my self appearance And i found the definate clearance I'm getting bored inspiration is drained Till i see your face is boredom beside me...
:Chorus: Feel this Once one more to Make sure its not a dream I can't stand here any longer Please don't wake me up Your such a perfect dream of all i ever... Wanted at all
Bringing me down A flow as the glass hits the floor Shattered pieces It's not what it used to be anymore Rided it out on broken pieces Tell me now what is your thesis I need it more To make it through the day Till i see your face is boredom beside me.....
:Chorus:
I never met this dream... Reality Once I fall inside of you Again its so hard To keep my mind off of you To keep my arms off of you
So unreal So sureal
But,You're just a dream You're far away Boredom will follow around me again
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311 - DOWN 12:24 am
Chill, light on my sight as my ego becomes A funky child with some words on my tongue Be like intake of breath and my mouth gets loose So while I scatter my spit, I dream of juice Have you ever made out in dark hallways Displayed a kiss that made your day or say Played a track from your record collection It's your mix, congratulations
We've changed a lot and then some, some You know that we have always been down, down If I ever didn't thank you, you Then just let me do it now
I bet you light up when we start the show Follow me now very closely 'cuz I told you so You know, we glow because we throw sun rays Yeah we be freaky and we wanna stay
We've changed a lot and then some, some You know that we have always been down, down If I ever didn't thank you, you Then just let me do it now
Lightning strikes, yo we be in that violent force of light Guaranteed to turn it out as bad as dolemite Because we're dope kid, change like a chameleon And the channel whenever the wack show Real World is on You know we dazzle like ghetto box boomin' battles Rattle inside your head feel redeemed like cola bottles Fall in love with your teachers, on the wax we are self made Check the technique, 311 in L.A.
We've changed a lot and then some, some You know that we've always been down, down If I ever didn't thank you, you Then just let me do it now
Keep my feet on the ground Keep my head in the clouds Electrified by the sound Comes from the down, and We've changed a lot and then some, some You know that we've always been down, down If I ever didn't thank you, you Then just let me do it now |
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IN THIS MOMENT - BLOOD 12:20 am
We're bleeding over gold that's black Honesty, integrity, things you lack Leading the sheep All along believers Now know that they were wrong We! We know! About! All your f***ing lies! And now! We want! To hear the truth! Moment of truth Leave behind your paper trail You're a rat We can see your tail Questioning you about all your lies Remove your spine You run and hide It's the moment of truth
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STONE TEMPLE PILOTS - INTERSTATE LOVE SONG 12:17 am
Waiting On a Sunday afternoon For what I read between the lines Your lies Feelin' Like a hand in rusted shame So do you laugh or does it cry Reply
Leavin' On a southern train Only yesterday You lied Promises Of what I seemed to be Only watched the time Go by All of these things you said to me
Breathing Is the hardest thing to do With all I've said And all that's dead for you You lied Goodbye
Leavin' On a southern train Only yesterday You lied Promises Of what I seemed to be Only watched the time Go by All of these things I said to you |
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P.O.D. - HIGHER 12:14 am
Come and give me that Wildfire! The uncivilized sound that I love The primitive, like a blaze style! Consciousness vibes I and I know The untamed flame that I desire! Me want uncultivated Jah glow Foolish intensity, versatile! He'll fly the spirit high, take me higher!
One leads with the passion The righteous will burn again One bleeds everlasting Tribal fire will never end
One leads with the passion The righteous will burn again One bleeds everlasting Tribal fire never ends
I want to feel that Wildfire! Irregular burning of the sun Shining through, make you spit fire! Savage combustion, let it go Impetuous, fervor testifier! Outlandish passions I know Crucial rhythms no Denial! Musical nation, Empire!
One leads with the passion The righteous will burn again One bleeds everlasting Tribal fire will never end
One leads with the passion The righteous will burn again One bleeds everlasting Tribal fire never ends
One leads with the passion Tribal fire will never end The righteous will burn again Tribal fire will never end One bleeds everlasting Tribal fire will never end Tribal fire will never end
One leads with the passion The righteous will burn again One bleeds everlasting Tribal fire never ends
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PUDDLE OF MUDD - PSYCHO 12:10 am
Maybe I'm the one, maybe I'm the one Who is the schizophrenic psycho, yeah Maybe I'm the one, maybe I'm the one Who is the schizophrenic psycho
She lays down on the fresh lawn She can make everything magical But she tied one on big time And it makes me want to rewind
To back in the days when we were young When everything was like a loaded gun Ready to go off in any minute And you know we're gonna win again
Yeah, you know we're gonna win again Yeah, you know we're gonna win again
Maybe I'm the one, maybe I'm the one Who is the schizophrenic psycho, yeah Maybe I'm the one, maybe I'm the one Who is the paranoid flake-o, yeah
She lays down on the sidewalk Never very analytical She is something simply beautiful Reappear with youth and magical
Back in the days when we were young When everything was like a loaded gun Ready to go off in any minute Yeah, you know we're gonna win again
Maybe I'm the one, maybe I'm the one Who is the schizophrenic psycho, yeah Maybe I'm the one, maybe I'm the one Who is the paranoid flake-o
I'm the one, I'm the one Who is the schizophrenic psycho I'm the one, I'm the one Who is the schizophrenic psycho
Back in the days when we were young When everything was like a loaded gun Ready to go off in any minute And you know we're gonna win again
Maybe I'm the one, maybe I'm the one Who is the schizophrenic psycho, yeah Maybe I'm the one, maybe I'm the one Who is the paranoid flake-o
You're the one, You're the one (Maybe I'm the one, maybe I'm the one) Who is the schizophrenic psycho (Who is the schizophrenic psycho, yeah) You're the one, You're the one (Maybe I'm the one, maybe I'm the one) Who is the schizophrenic psycho (Who is the paranoid flake-o)
You're the one, You're the one Who is the schizophrenic psycho |
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BUSH - THE SOUND OF WINTER 12:07 am
There's a screened-in porch in the front, but not in the back. The back's just got a door and a crepe myrtle bush, and a little old dried-up garden, and some woods way on back. There's a hickory nut tree that covers the whole roof. Sounds like hand grenades hitting the tin roof all the time. There's an old wood floor that's bowed-up just about everywhere. It's got a thin coat of white stuff on it, even though it's a dark wood floor. There's a washing machine right outside the back door. It's a ringer washer, the kind they don't use any more. I got my hand caught it in several times and usually got my arse whipped for it, even though I was the one that got hurt. There's a snake stick, that's what they called it anyway, by the back door. 'Cause if you wanted to go outside, you'd usually need it. Everything's green most of the time, except in the winter when you could see the highway. It's not a leaf on the trees. There's an old rock well where we clean the squirrels. I used to sit out there by that and watch the Carbur girl come down the road.
She didn't have but one dress and that's all she needed. It was kind of red and kind of grey, kind of tore-up and kind of perfect. She was built like a brick s*** house. She had polish on her toenails, it only went about half-way down 'cause they was always tore-up. She used to walk across the side yard right by the well and go stand by the crepe myrtle bush and look in the screen door. She'd usually stand there for about ten minutes, and back then I wasn't sure what she wanted. These days I understand. If I'd have known then what I know now, well, my life might have been pretty different. Well, she was about eight or nine years older than I was when I first started school. I knew there was something. There's something about the south, the air is a lot heavier, and it seems like the women sweat, even when they're not.
I don't know if you've ever heard rain on a tin roof or not, but it's kind of tailor made for love. And one day I was in the house and I was looking back toward the back screen-door and there she was. Standing there for ten minutes. The only thing different this day is that my daddy went back there and talked to her. He told her she looked pretty. I thought the same thing, but there's something about the look in his eye that was a little different than the one I had in mine. And he walked outside and they went past the crepe myrtle bush and past the well and out into the green. And I walked to the back door and I watched for a long time. All I could see was trees. And after a time, I really couldn't count, and they came back out. And my daddy was walking way ahead of her, and she was kind of following, almost running. He acted like he didn't want to have anything to do with her and I was wondering why. Why would you be so happy going in and so down coming out? I don't know. That's what I thought then. He didn't act like she was so pretty any more. Now I think I get it. I think I've got it several times. |
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CHEVELLE - SAME OLD TRIP 12:03 am
Censor, censor, realize Censor, censor, no friend of mine Time won't keep us anymore It's the usefulness of letting go Your perfect plan has come and gone Like the nuclear centuries' benefits
They say You bought the same old trip So innocent you're out of reach You bought the same old trip
Lawful, vengeful, awful, friendship, misfits Bits of feeling, thieving, fits inside revealing Time to censor, censor, realize Censor, censor, no friend of mine
You bought the same old trip So innocent you're out of reach (we don't mind the scope) You bought the same old trip Sigh of relief inside of a dream (we all lie) You bought the same old
Censor, censor, realize Censor, censor, paid to Censor, censor, realize Censor, censor, no friend of mine
You bought the same old trip So innocent you're out of reach (we don't mind the scope) You bought the same old trip Sigh of relief inside of a dream (we all lie beyond) You bought the same old trip
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KID ROCK - BAWITDABA 12:00 am
Bawitdaba-da bang-da-bang-diggy-diggy-diggy Said the boogie-said up jump the boogie Bawitdaba-da bang-da-dang-diggy-diggy-diggy Said the boogie-said up drop the boogie. Bawitdaba-da bang-da-bang-diggy-diggy-diggy Said the boogie-said up jump the boogie Bawitdaba-da bang-da-dang-diggy-diggy-diggy Said the boogie-said up drop the boogie. Bawitdaba-da bang-da-bang-diggy-diggy-diggy Said the boogie-said up jump the boogie Bawitdaba-da bang-da-dang-diggy-diggy-diggy Said the boogie-said up drop the boogie. Bawitdaba-da bang-da-bang-diggy-diggy-diggy Said the boogie-said up jump the boogie Bawitdaba-da bang-da-dang-diggy-diggy-diggy Said the boogie-said up drop the boogie.
Bawitdaba-da bang-da-bang-diggy-diggy-diggy Said the boogie-said up jump the boogie Bawitdaba-da bang-da-bang-diggy-diggy-diggy Said the boogie-said up jump the boogie. Bawitdaba-da bang-da-bang-diggy-diggy-diggy Said the boogie-said up jump the boogie Bawitdaba-da bang-da-dang-diggy-diggy-diggy Said the boogie-said up drop the boogie.
And this is for the questions that don't have any answers The midnight glancers and the topless dancers The gander freaks, cars packed with speakers The G's with the 40's and the chicks with beepers The northern lights and the southern comfort And it don't even matter if their veins are punctured All the crackheads, the critics, the cynics And all my heroes in the methadone clinics All you bastards at the I.R.S For the crooked cops and the cluttered desks For the shots of Jack and the caps of meth Half pints of love and the 5th's of stress For the hookers all trickin' out in Hollywood And for my hoods of the world misunderstood I said it's all good and it's all in fun.
Bawitdaba-da bang-da-bang-diggy-diggy-diggy Said the boogie-said up jump the boogie Bawitdaba-da bang-da-bang-diggy-diggy-diggy Said the boogie-said up jump the boogie. Bawitdaba-da bang-da-bang-diggy-diggy-diggy Said the boogie-said up jump the boogie Bawitdaba-da bang-da-dang-diggy-diggy-diggy Said the boogie-said up drop the boogie.
For the time bombs tickin' and the heads to hang All the gangs gettin' money and all the heads they bang-bang Wild mustangs, the porno flicks All my homies in the county in Cell Block 6 The grits where there ain't enough eggs to cook And for D.B. Cooper and the money he took You can look for answers but that ain't fun.
Bawitdaba-da bang-da-bang-diggy-diggy-diggy Said the boogie-said up jump the boogie Bawitdaba-da bang-da-bang-diggy-diggy-diggy Said the boogie-said up jump the boogie. Bawitdaba-da bang-da-bang-diggy-diggy-diggy Said the boogie-said up jump the boogie Bawitdaba-da bang-da-dang-diggy-diggy-diggy Said the boogie-said up drop the boogie.
Love... And for the hate... And for the peace... War!!
Bawitdaba da bang-da-bang diggy-diggy-diggy Said the boogie-said up jump the boogie Bawitdaba-da banga-da-bang-diggy-diggy-diggy Said the boogie-said up jump the boogie. Bawitdaba-da bang-da-bang-diggy-diggy-diggy Said the boogie-said up jump the boogie Bawitdaba-da bang-da-dang-diggy-diggy-diggy Said the boogie-said up drop the boogie. |
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