I love the video to this one:

Dead Love couldn't go no further
Proud of and disgusted by her
Push shove, a little bruised and battered
Oh Lord I ain't coming home with you

My life's a bit more colder
Dead wife is what I told her
Brass knife sinks into my shoulder
Oh babe don't know what I'm gonna do

I see my red head, messed bed, tear shed
Queen bee, my squeeze
The stage it smells, tells, hell's bells
Miss-spells, knocks me on my knees
It didn't hurt, flirt, blood squirt
Stuffed shirt, hang me on a tree
After I count down, three rounds
In hell I'll be in good company

 

Hey BullDog (Beatles)
For All the Cows (Foo Fighters -- don't like them, love the lyric)
Far Away Eyes (Rolling Stones)
Lost Children of the Sea (Black Sabbath (Dio))
Perfect People (Pennywise) - Green Day made it, went pop; Pennywise never went mainstream, lead singer killed himself. **** happens

This game don't work without some guessing/research

 

Sounds like part of a gunslinger's story.....

Never saw anyone play an acoustic base over their shoulder. that is NOT EASY
Kind of a modified take on minor 8 bar blues (I would say 16 but the musical phrasing say 8 to me)

I love that bands do whatever the f they want. It feels right to them, and that's what matters.

Might just finish this album out....

Thanks for widening my horizons, Janmar

 

One of my favorites off this album -- hell, one of my favorites from this band.
Couldn't just post part of it........

RIP Thunderfingers -- one of a kind
---------------
You declared you would be three inches taller
You only became what we made you.
Thought you were chasing a destiny calling
You only earned what we gave you.
You fell and cried as our people were starving,
Now you know that we blame you.
You tried to walk on the trail we were carving,
Now you know that we framed you.

I'm the guy in the sky
Flying high Flashing eyes
No surprise I told lies
I'm the punk in the gutter
I'm the new president
But I grew and I bent
Don't you know? don't it show?
I'm the punk with the stutter.
My my my my my mmmm my my my.

GGGGG-g-g-g-g generation.


We tried to speak between lines of oration
You could only repeat what we told you.
Your axe belongs to a dying nation,
They don't know that we own you.
You're watching movies trying to find the feelers,
You only see what we show you.
We're the slaves of the phony leaders
Breathe the air we have blown you.

I'm the guy in the sky
Flying high Flashing eyes
No surprise I told lies
I'm the punk in the gutter
I'm the new president
But I grew and I bent
Don't you know? don't it show?
I'm the punk with the stutter.
My my my my my mmmm my my my.

GGGGG-g-g-g-g generation.

I have to be careful not to preach
I can't pretend that I can teach,
And yet I've lived your future out
By pounding stages like a clown.
And on the dance floor broken glass,
The bloody faces slowly pass,
The broken seats in empty rows,
It all belongs to me you know.

You declared you would be three inches taller
You only became what we made you.
Thought you were chasing a destiny calling
You only earned what we gave you.
You fell and cried as our people were starving,
Now you know that we blame you.
You tried to walk on the trail we were carving,
Now you know that we framed you.

I'm the guy in the sky
Flying high Flashing eyes
No surprise I told lies
I'm the punk in the gutter
I'm the new president
But I grew and I bent
Don't you know? don't it show?
I'm the punk with the stutter.
My my my my my mmmm my my my.
GGGGG-g-g-g-g generation.
My my my my my mmmm my my my.
GGGGG-g-g-g-g generation.
My my my my my mmmm my my my.
GGGGG-g-g-g-g generation.

 

 

 

Finally some new blood on the scene for this......

Please post your own lyric chunks and expand some musical horizons or revisit horizons of the past......
FYI -- I tried posting a hyperlink to a youTube vid of a few songs. The link text -- no matter what you make it, gets replaced by a big youtube graphic w a pic of the artist. And that's just no fun.

 

Here’s some lyrics for y’all:

I am clearly broken
& no one knows what to do
pieces of the puzzle don’t fit
so I pound them into u

Itching is the pulse inside
creeping out to come alive
its just doing what it’s gonna do

times r looking grim these days
holding onto everything
its hard to draw the line

SHUT THE **** UP & GET UP!! (3X)

I can't wait to rip my eyes out & look at u
peace through pain is precious
especially when it comes from u

itching is the pulse inside
creeping out to come alive
its just doing what it’s gonna do

times r looking grim these days
holding onto everything
its hard to draw the line
& I’m...hiding in this empty space
tortured by my menories
of what I left behind

SHUT THE **** UP & GET UP (3X)

[shrillex]

times r looking grim these days
holding onto everything
its hard to draw the line
& I’m...hiding in this empty space
tortured by the memories
of what I left behind

 

Hey, oh
Sheets of empty canvas
Untouched sheets of clay
Were laid spread out before me
As her body once did
All five horizons
Revolved around her soul
As the earth to the sun
Now the air I tasted and breathed
Has taken a turnOh and all I taught her was everything
Oh I know she gave me all that she wore
And now my bitter hands
Chafe beneath the clouds
Of what was everything
Oh the pictures have
All been washed in black
Tattooed everything
I take a walk outside
I'm surrounded by
Some kids at play
I can feel their laughter
So why do I sear
Oh, and twisted thoughts that spin
Round my head
I'm spinning
Oh, I'm spinning
How quick the sun can, drop awayAnd now my bitter hands
Cradle broken glass
Of what was everything
All the pictures had
All been washed in black
Tattooed everything
All the love gone bad
Turned my world to black
Tattooed all I see
All that I am
All I'll beYeah
I know someday you'll have a beautiful life
I know you'll be a star
In somebody else's sky
But why
Why
Why can't it be
Why can't it be mine