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>Revenge is like the sweetest joy next to gettin' pussy

what did he mean by this?

>>15936
He hates his haters, nah mean?

I really like this song from Les Misérables.

Beggars:
Look down, and see the beggars at your feet
Look down and show some mercy if you can
Look down and see
The sweepings of the streets
Look down, look down,
Upon your fellow man!

Gavroche:
How do you do? My name's Gavroche
These are my people, here's my patch
Not much to look at, nothing posh
Nothing that you'd call up to scratch

This is my school, my high society
Here in the slums of Saint Michel
We live on crumbs of humble piety
Tough on the teeth, but what the hell!

Think you're poor?
Think you're free?
Follow me, follow me!

Beggars:
Look down, and show some mercy if you can
Look down, look down, upon your fellow man

[An old beggar woman finds a young prostitute occupying her patch.]

Old Beggar Woman:
What you think yer at?
Hanging round me pitch?
If you're new around here, girl
You've got a lot to learn

Young Prostitute:
Listen you old bat
Crazy bloody witch
'Least I give my customers
Some pleasure in return

Old Beggar Woman:
I know what you give!
Give 'em all the pox!
Spread around your poison
Till they end up in a box

Pimp:
Leave the poor old cow,
Move it, Madeleine
She used to be no better
Till the clap got to her brain

Beggars:
When's it gonna end?
When we gonna live?
Something's gotta happen now or
Something's gonna give...

It'll come, it'll come, it'll come
It'll come, it'll come, it'll come

Enjolras:
Where are the leaders of the land?
Where are the swells who run this show?

Marius:
Only one man - and that's Lamarque
Speaks for the people here below

Beggars:
See our children fed
Help us in our shame
Something for a crust of bread
In Holy Jesus' name

Urchin:
In the Lord's Holy name.

Beggars:
In his name, in his name, in his name...

Marius:
Lamarque is ill and fading fast!
Won't last the week out so they say

Enjolras:
With all the anger in the land
How long before the judgement day?
Before we cut the fat ones down to size?
Before the barricades arise?

Gavroche:
There was a time we killed the King
We tried to change the world too fast
Now we have got another King
He is no better than the last

This is the land that fought for liberty
Now when we fight
We fight for bread
Here is a thing about equality:
Everyone's equal when they're dead

Take your place
Take your change
Vive la France, vive la France!

Beggars:
Look down, and show some mercy if you can
Look down, look down, upon your fellow man!

>you pluck fruit from my endless head
>re-arrange them to make your salt sweat
>bite snakes down for better shelter
>fridge your orgasm, make it colder
>we put our blood in bags, we don't want water
What the hell is it about? I kinda understand "fridge your orgasm make it colder", but rest is total mystery to me. If anyone wants to analyze the rest, song is called "racehorse: get married".

>No more going to the dark side with your flying saucer eyes
>No more falling down a wormhole that I have to pull you out
>The wriggling, squiggling worm inside
>Devours from the inside out
>No more talk about the old days
>It's time for something great
>I want you to get out
>And make it work
>So many lies
>So many lies
>So many lies
>So feel the love come off of them and
>Take me in your arms

this song always make me feel better, i love listening to it while i look at the sky and realize what a long journey this life has been.
there are many versions of this song, my favorite ones are this:

https://youtu.be/XBIMXR_dXU0?t=1h14m26s
https://youtu.be/d7iWEim4sWo

>Conditioned knowledge
>Arranged through screens
>Controlled emotions
>Aligned through dreams
>Repressed desires
>Maintained by fear
>Imprisoned faith
>No will to flee

>The order is issued
>Enforced by steel
>Compliance required
>The transfer begins
>Assembled and numbered
>Assigned to cells
>Injected and wired
>Reality fades

>We'll re-program your minds
>We'll program your dreams
>We'll program your lies
>We'll program your thoughts

(What's with the IDs?)

>>15997
Sounds like BNW crossing over to 1984

>>15998
Yea, you wouldn't scratch the surface because yelling at the sky typically doesn't fix any problems

Rose, I hear your voice near to me
I've put away the poisoned chalice, for now
And lie down amongst the flowerbeds

Whichever stars we walk among
We both seek out the darkest red
The wine was turned to blood again
Without this blood we'd both be dead

I've wound myself tight into the hedgerows
Let's see which way the winter wind blows

You are my shadow 

Rosa Decidua
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hjPYNWaTA0U

>They looked to me once. Now they turn to you. Do you understand now?
>Do you see that the truth is they don't want to change this?
>They don't want a hero. They just want a martyr, a statue to raise.
>I've given everything I can. There are no heroes left in man.
>So it begins!
>No matter which one of us lives, the ground we're standing on will crack and blow away.
>And you will fight. But when you fight, you'll fight alone. And in the end you'll see there was no other way.
>I've been here before. I've stood where you stand.
>They called me their hero, The Hero of Man. But why should we save them
>when they stand for nothing? If they deserve life, LET THEM STAND FOR THEMSELVES.
>We've given everything we can. There are no heroes left in man.
>They'll watch you die to save their lives. They will not stand here by your side.
>Protoman: We've given everything we can. There are no heroes left in man. So let them watch as we decide the very fate of all mankind!

The Protomen: Act I: The Stand (Man or Machine)
Listen to the entire album. I beg you.

>>16395
Who is the lyrics supposed to be from the point of view from?

>>16450
Protoman talking to his younger brother Megaman.

Despite it's infamy as a meme, I instantly fell in love with the whole album. I especially keep these lyrics near my heart:

"And one day we will die
And our ashes will fly from the aeroplane over the sea
But for now we are young
Let us lay in the sun
And count every beautiful thing we can see
Love to be
In the arms of all I'm keeping here with me, me"

When I die, I want this song to be played at my funeral.

>>16472
well, is damn good album. Not a masterpiece but best thing that they've ever put out.

If you make sure you're connected
The writing's on the wall
But if your mind's neglected, stumble you might fall
Stumble you might fall, stumble you might fall

Ain't gonna go blind (oh yeah)
I see thru you, I see thru you
I see thru you, I see thru you (oh yeah)

I'm gonna get myself, I'm gonna get myself
I'm gonna get myself connected
I ain't gonna go blind for the light that is reflected
Hear me out
Can ya hear me out, can ya hear me out

>>16472
itaots is great.
"And your mom would stick a fork right into daddy's shoulder
And dad would throw the garbage all across the floor
As we would lay and learn what each other's bodies were for"

>>16484
Spoilers please.

>>16579
good enough?

>>16472
Sailing through is their best song i think
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hLp1Uiu1IeQ
(well I love when he yells in general)

>There is a man lying down in a grave somewhere
>With the same tatooes as me
>And I love him I love him I love him
>Ayaayya
>There is a man lying down in a bed somewhere
>With a same set of sex aspects
>And I hate him I hate him I hate him
>ayaayya

I'm the man in the box

В далеке от больших городов,
Там где нет дорогих бутиков,
Там другие люди живут,
О которых совсем не поют.
Не снимают про них сериалов,
Ведь они не в формате каналов,
И не пишет про них интернет,
Их совсем вроде как бы и нет.
Они молоды, но не студенты,
Не о кеях не знают ни ленты,
В суши барах они не бывают,
И в соляриях не загорают.
У них нет дорогой гарнитуры,
Наплевать им на эмо культуру,
Не сидят вконтактах, в онлайнах,
Они вкалывают на комбайнах.

Выпил С2H5OH,
Сел на Ниву Ростсельмаш,
На ДТ, Дон500, Т 150,
Покормил перед этим поросят.
И пошёл зять пахать, молотить ячмень,
Будет долгим долгим долгим долгим трудный день,
Но зато ты знаешь каждый винтик в тракторе внутри,
Получаешь за работу в месяц тыщи три,
Комбайнёрыыыыыыыы

Все они служили, в армии родной
Не отмазался никто, что у него там геморрой,
Комбайнеры, трактористы, грузчики арбузных фур,
Эти парни не являются мечтой гламурных дур.
И пускай там пидарасы, беснуются в Москве
Но пока такие пацаны есть у нас в стране,
Знают пусть враги все знают сучка Кондолиза Райс
Никогда отребье НАТОвское не возьмёте нас.

Выпил С2H5OH
Сел на Ниву ростсельмаш,
На ДТ, Дон500, Т 150
Покормил перед этим поросят.
И пошёл зять пахать молотить ячмень,
Будет долгим долгим долгим долгим твой рабочий день
Эта песня посвящается всем сельским пацанам,
Волгоградским комбайнёрам, трактаристам, пастухам
Слава вам!

>>17271
пошел нахуй

Bamp de bamp-am
Bamp de bamp-am
Bamp de bamp-am
Bamp de bamp-am

>>17275
hey I liked that one

It's a dangerous adventure, but it's worth it
Thousand miles up, we'll work hard for it
At the top they say there's a sacred haven, up there

We're climbing MT yuri, and we'll never come back down!
On MT yuri, where true love can be found!

And so I cry sometimes when I'm lying in bed Just to get it all out what's in my head And I, I'm feeling a little peculiar And so I wake in the morning and I step outside And I take a deep breath and get real high And I scream from the top of my lungs What's goin' on? And I say hey, yeah, yeah, yeah yay Hey, yay, yay I said hey, what's goin' on? And I say hey, yeah, yeah, yeah yay Hey, yay, yay I said hey, what's goin' on?

>>17337
Any tries?

I watched the rise and the fall of the common man, I lived to see all the steps walked back.

I watched the walls all crash down crumbling, just to be rebuilt while we slept.

we threw swords in the ocean wide and deep, we promised peace but the peace won't last.

Because now we forge new blades so nervously waiting for this harmony to pass.

Ich warte mit geschlossenen Augen
warte auf den Morgen
Ich warte auf die Putzkraft
die soll den Blumenmüll entsorgen

Ich warte auf die Kellnerin
hab Monde mir bestellt ...
Ich warte durch die ganze Zeitung
bis es Zeit ist für die Welt

Ich warte mit dem Kugelschreiber
auf den Einfall der Ideen
Ich warte warte warte weiter
bis es Zeit ist zurückzugehen

Ich warte in den Zwischenräumen
vorgeblich ungeschützt
Ich warte auf die neue Sprache
die die mir dann nützt

Ich warte auf die Dopamine
die innerlich versprochen sind
Ich warte auf die Vorstellung
dass der Film endlich beginnt
Ich warte vor dem Automaten
warte auf mein Geld
Ich warte bis ein Stückchen Weltraumschrott
direkt vor meine Füsse fällt

Ich warte taste schwarze Tasten
weil Weiss bisher nur irrt
Ich warte warte warte weiter warte unbeirrt

Ich warte auf Katzengangeslärm
Ich warte auf Fischessang
Ich warte auf den einen grossen
unbeherrschten Klang

Ich warte auf die dunklen Massen
zwischen den Sternen noch unentdeckt
Ich warte auf die Untertassen
von den Nazis in den Anden versteckt

Ich warte am Rand der Welt
an dem es selbst Atomen schwindelt
Ich warte direkt am schwarzen Loch
Ich warte warte immernoch
Ich warte unverdrossen

Ich warte auf meiner Eisbergspitze
am Ende der Physik
auf Novemberhitze
und auf Dinge dies nicht gibt
Ich warte warte immer weiter
letztendlich auf Musik

Ich warte auf die eine
die ihren Namen wohl verdient
immer da war immer recht hat
auf die eine die die Sonne ausgräbt
das Gesetz der Gräber aufhebt
Ich warte auf die die taktlos erntet
honigtriefend
barfuss tanzend ohne Hemmschuh
die Ton für Ton der Starre entkommt
die jedem auf Anhieb bekannt vorkommt
Ich warte bis sie Türen Tore Schleusen öffnet
bis sie wolkenbrechend - Weckruf Fanfare -
überraschend aus dem Hinterhalt sich stürzt
Ich hoffe sie zettelt eine Hymne an
Ich warte bis es nichts mehr zu warten gibt
das Leben ist kein Irrtum, kein Irrtum und Musik
Ich warte
Ich warte immernoch

Seniorita Roberti bore 20 exiles who rejected the past
sisters and brothers traveling around

Where is a fat cock when you need it the most,
A hard throbbing rod to fill up your butthole.
if you know Madonna's real last name,
Or talk about football like it's lame.
Then I don't need no carrying on.

'Cause you know that you're gay,
You wanna suck cock.
You say that your straight,
But we know that you're not.
You are so far in the closet,
That you have found your Christmas presents.
You know you are gay,
We all know so don't lie.
You should come out, I think it's really about time.
You know that you're gay,
You're really gay.

Well, you need an all-male holiday,
A place where just boys frolic and play.
And you can let it all hang out.

You know that you're gay,
You want your butt fuarrrked.
You say that you're straight,
But it's cock you want to suck.
You know that your ass,
You want guys to pound.
And when you shower at the gym you always look down.
You know you are gay,
We all know, don't lie.
You should come out, it's about time.
You know that you're gay.
You know that you're gay.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h5dKZjUr6xM

>>17618
i was expecting pansy division of some sort, but this is nice too

>>17535
20 kids? damn that's disgusting.

>>17642
wat

>Reached the city steps tonight
>Following the power lines
>Met a man barside
>With eclipses for eyes

>And you tell yourself
>You won't let them touch
>Did I say too much, did I say enough
>I don't know, Silvia

>Circle round the room still
>Have fun breaking my will
>You know I can't have you here
>With someone else on your skin

>And it's all my fault for not getting off
>So you made it start, can you make it stop?
>You don't know, Silvia

>Reached the city steps tonight
>Following the power lines
>And your skin is so white
>Underneath the black night

>And your voice cries out for the coup de grace
>When the lights go out will there be a trace?
>That I loved Silvia, that I loved Silvia
>Did I say too much, did I say enough
>I don't know, Silvia
Feel free to interpret this. I just wanted to contribute.

Never gonna give you up, never gonna let you down
Never gonna run around and desert you
Never gonna make you cry, never gonna say goodbye
Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you
**I know it's a dead meme, but the opportunity was too good to resist.**

CRAAAWLING IN MY SKIIN
THEESE WOUNDS WILL NOT HEAL