The Lyrics Game

Something's wrong, shut the light Heavy thoughts tonight And they aren't of Snow White Dreams of war, dreams of liars Dreams of dragon's fire And of things that will bite, yeah

Foot on the pedal, never ever false metal Engine running hotter than a boiling kettle My job ain't a job, it's a damn good time City to city, I'm running my rhymes On location, touring around the nation Beastie Boys always on vacation Itchy trigger finger, but a stable turntable I do what I do best because I'm illing and able Ain't no faking, your money I'm taking Going coast to coast to watch all the girlies shaking While you're at the job working nine-to-five The Beastie Boys at the Garden cold kicking it live

A penny in your pocket Suitcase in your hand They won't get you very far Now you're a 21st century man.

Lonely is the night When you find yourself alone Your demons come to light And your mind is not your own Lonely is the night When there's no one left to call You feel the time is right Say the writin's on the wall, yeah

… An' I don't give a damn 'bout my reputation The world's in trouble, there's no communication An' everyone can say what they wanna say It never gets better, anyway

Strangers waitin' Up and down the boulevard Their shadows searchin' in the night Streetlights, people Livin' just to find emotion Hidin', somewhere in the night

There is no pain, you are receding A distant ship smoke on the horizon You are only coming through in waves Your lips move but I can't hear what you're saying When I was a child I had a fever My hands felt just like two balloons Now I've got that feeling once again I can't explain, you would not understand This is not how I am I have become comfortably numb

Other arms reach out to me Other eyes smile tenderly Still in peaceful dreams I see The road leads back to you

Yeah! All around in my home town They're tryin' to track me down, yeah They say they want to bring me in guilty For the killing of a deputy For the life of a deputy but I say Oh, now, now, oh

Efilnikufesin (N.F.L.) by Anthrax

It started back in high school So cool, king of the scene You found that making people laugh Was more than just a dream The public took right to you Like flies to a pile of shit So funny and smart, so talented But success just couldn't fit Wasting your life no future bright Dancing on your grave

I've never seen you looking so lovely as you did tonight I've never seen you shine so bright, mhm-hmm I've never seen so many men ask you if you wanted to dance They're looking for a little romance, given half a chance And I have never seen that dress you're wearing Or the highlights in your hair that catch your eyes I have been blind

We can dance if we want to We can leave your friends behind 'Cause your friends don't dance and if they don't dance Well, they're no friends of mine

Out of touch with my feelings I can't help it if I'm happy or sad Today I cried for no reason Made me feel like a psychopath I should hate you 'cause I love you You should hate yourself for treating me like that We both know you only love you Did you know they have a name for that?

Flashing pictures on the screen Shown too quickly to be seen Doesn't register in the conscious mind Propaganda of another kind

Midnight on the water I saw the ocean's daughter Walking on a wave, she came Staring as she called my name

Here come old flat-top, he come grooving up slowly He got ju-ju eyeball, he one holy roller He got hair down to his knee Got to be a joker, he just do what he please

Tip the human scale, follow revelations plan It must come to pass, secret shadows lie Blue print haunting dreams in which manipulation wins Speak no hidden fears, religion neutralized Emerged from the dark, sadist mercenary ride Realm of this world, godless messengers Sickless, mindless hate becoming evolution's cure Planets usher in alignment, God has died