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Cabaret
Me First and the Gimme Gimmes
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What good is sitting alone in your room?
Come hear the music play
Life is a cabaret, old chum
Come to the cabaret

Put down the knitting, the book and the broom
It's time for a holiday
Life is a cabaret, old chum
Come to the cabaret

Come taste the wine, come hear the band
Come blow that horn, start celebrating
Right this way
Your table's waiting

No use permitting some prophet of doom
To wipe every smile away
Life is a cabaret, old chum
Come to the cabaret

I used to have a girlfriend known as Elsie
With whom I shared for sordid rooms in Chelsea
She wasn't what you call a blushing flower
As a matter of fact she rented by the hour

The day she dies the neighbors came to snick her
Well that's what comes of too much pills and liquor
But when I saw her laid up like a quee
She was the happiest corpes I'd ever seen

And as for me
As for me
I made my mind up back in Chelsea
When I go I'm going like Elsie

Stop by admitting from cradle to doom
It's such a long, long smile
Life is a cabaret, old chum
Come to the cabaret

What good is sitting alone in your room?
Come hear the music play
Life is a cabaret, old chum
Come to the cabaret

Life is a cabaret, old chum
Come to the caba, come in the caba, I love a cabaret!!!

South Of Heaven by Slayer

Bastard sons bagat your cunting daughters, Promiscuous mothers with your incestuous fathers.
Engreat souls condemned for eternity, Sustained by immoral observance a domineering deity.[B]

Worker's Song (Handful of Earth)
written by Dropkick Murphys

This one's for the workers who toil night and day
By hand and by brain, to earn your pay
For centuries long past for no more than your bread
Have bled for your countries and counted your dead
In the factories and mills, in the shipyards and mines
We've often been told to keep up with the times
For our skills are not needed, they've streamlined the job
And with slide rule and stopwatch, our pride they have robbed

(chorus)
We're the first ones to starve, we're the first ones to die
The first ones in line for that pie in the sky
And we're always the last when the cream is shared out
For the worker is working when the fat cat's about

And when the sky darkens and the prospect is war
Who's given the gun and then pushed to the fore
And expected to die for the land of our birth
Though we've never owned one lousy handful of earth

And all of these things the worker has done
From tilling the fields to carrying the gun
We've been yoked to the plow since time first began
And always expected to carry the can.

I remember
how the darkness doubled
I recall
lightning struck itself.
I was listening
listening to the rain
I was hearing
hearing something else.

Life in the hive puckered up my night,
the kiss of death, the embrace of life.
There I stand neath the Marquee Moon Just waiting,
Hesitating...
I ain't waiting

I spoke to a man
down at the tracks.
I asked him
how he don't go mad.
He said "Look here junior, don't you be so happy.
And for Heaven's sake, don't you be so sad."

Well a Cadillac
it pulled out of the graveyard.
Pulled up to me
all they said get in.
Then the Cadillac
it puttered back into the graveyard.
And me,
I got out again.

Wish You Were Here Pink Floyd

So...
So you think you can tell...
Heaven from hell?
Blue skys from pain?
Can you tell a green field...
from a cold steel rail?
A smile from a veil
Do you think you can tell?

Did they get you to trade...
Your hero's for gousts?
Hard ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold consent for change?
Did you exchange...
A walk on part in the wall,
for a lead role in a cage?

How I wish...
How I wish you were here.
We're just two lost soals swimming in a fish bowl...
Year after year.
Running over the same old ground,
and how we found the same old fears.
Wish you were here.

Beautiful...

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So you think,
of what it could've been.
When time was all you lost,
it keeps burning through your head.
Now you fall asleep standin'
Lie up in your bed.
Watch the clock drag on,
and think of what you should've said.

(Woah)
It's for the better,
Your better halfs gone.
It's ok, you didn't need her anyway.
And I don't wanna hear ya say
nobody could take her place.
Woah-oh-oh-oh-ooohh.
And what more can I say
you don't need her anyway.
Woah-oh-oh-oh-ooohh.

And so you think,
of how it should've been.
And its just stubborn,
keeps goin' through yer head.
You're hearing all those words,
time and time again
watch the phone all night
and think of what you should've said.

(Woah)
It's for the better,
Your better halfs gone.
It's ok, you didn't need her anyway.
And I don't wanna hear ya say
nobody could take her place.
Woah-oh-oh-oh-ooohh.
And what more can I say
you don't need her anyway.
Woah-oh-oh-oh-ooohh.

Woah-oh-oh-oh-ooohh. [x4]

And I don't wanna hear ya say (Woah-oh-oh-oh-ooohh)
nobody could take her place.
Woah-oh-oh-oh-ooohh.
And what more can I say (Woah-oh-oh-oh-ooohh)
you don't need her anyway.
Woah-oh-oh-oh-ooohh.

Cookie to whoever guesses who sings this.

The Outsider
A Perfect Circle

Help me if you can
It's just that this, this is not the way I'm wired
So could you please,

Help me understand why
You've given in to all these
Reckless dark desires

You're lying to yourself again
Suicidal imbecile
Think about it, put it on the faultline
What'll it take to get it through to you precious
Over this. Why do you wanna throw it away like this
Such a mess. I don't want to watch you.

Disconnect and self destruct one bullet at a time
What's your rush now, everyone will have his day to die

Medicated, drama queen, picture perfect, numb belligerence
Narcisistic, drama queen, craving fame and all its decadence

Lying through your teeth again
Suicidal imbecile
Think about it, put it on the fautline
What'll it take to get it through to you precious
Go with this, why do you wanna throw it away like this
Such a mess, I don't wanna watch you...

Disconnect and self destruct one bullet at a time
What's your rush now, everyone will have his day to die

They were right about you
They were right about you

Lying to my face again
Suicidal imbecile
Think about it put it on the fautline
What'll it take to get it through to you precious
Over this, why do you wanna throw it away like this
Such a mess, come to this, come to this

Disconnect and self destruct, one bullet at a time
What's your hurry, everyone will have his day to die
If you choose to pull the trigger, should your drama prove sincere,
Do it somewhere far away from here

My Kantele by Amorphis

Truly they lie, they talk utter nonsense
Who say that music reckon that the kantele
Was fashioned by a god
Out of a great pike's shoulders
From a water-dog's hooked bones:
It was made from the grief
Moulded from sorrow

Its belly out of hard days
Its soundboard from endless woes
Its strings gathered from torments
And its pegs from other ills

So it will not play, will not rejoice at all
Music will not play to please
Give off the right sort of joy
For it was fashioned from cares
Moulded from sorrow.

Goodbye
By Plankeye

It’s difficult to say goodbye after only one life
The rain will fall down replenishing all of our broken dreams
And this burning tree that's withering will bloom again
Would you believe?

Goodbye, goodbye
Walk away it's time to say goodbye
Goodbye, goodbye
Walk away it's hard to say goodbye

Now all that's left
Pictures on the walls
Memories and stories that are told
The more often told the bigger they get
Create a legacy lest we forget

Goodbye, goodbye
Walk away it's time to say goodbye

No longer can I hold onto this defeated change in heart
I swear
It’s time to sing "fare thee well" to life as we know it

My voice it will be,
You know I will be,
Yes it will be still

Something woke me up in the midst of dream and fantasy
Halfway there but He always fills my cup
And He lifts me up oh how He lifts me up

Goodbye, goodbye
Walk away it's time to say goodbye

I never took the time
To stop and realize
That death takes many forms
Even while alive

After the Gold Rush by Neil Young

Well, I dreamed I saw the knights in armor coming,
saying' something about a queen.
There were peasants singing' and drummers drumming'
and the archer split the tree.
There's a fanfare blowing' to the sun
that was floating on the breeze.
Look at Mother Nature on the run in the nineteen seventies.
Look at Mother Nature on the run in the nineteen seventies.

I was lying' in a burned out basement
with the full moon in my eyes.
I was hoping' for replacement
when the sun burst through the sky.
There was a band playing' in my head
and I felt like getting high.
I was thinking' about what a friend had said I was hoping' it was a lie.
Thinking' about what a friend had said I was hoping' it was a lie.

Well, I dreamed I saw the silver spaceships flying'
in the yellow haze of the sun,
there were children crying' and colors flying'
all around the chosen ones
All in a dream, all in a dream the loading had begun.
Flying Mother Nature's silver seed to a new home in the sun.
Flying Mother Nature's silver seed to a new home.