Got a game I can play, got a game boy
Game Boy
Life can be so sweet
If you weren't hangin' out on the street
Time goes so slow
Till you get a trick in bed
Off you go-go
Level 2, Level 3, Level 4
Try to beat your highest score
Steppin' up into overdrive
If you can stay alive
How can you be so dumb
You get used by everyone
Got a game I can play, got a game boy
Game Boy, ain't you got no brains boy
If you don't get sick of it all
You're still on the game boy
Flesh is reality
There's more to life but what can it be?
Games, on a loan
You're always searching
But you just can't find home
Repeat bridge
Repeat chorus
Game
Boy
You're still on the game boy
Repeat to fade.
LYRICS BY SHAMPOO
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Saturday, 6 November 2010
LYRICS. EMILIE AUTUMN --- GOTHIC LOLITA
How old are you?
I'm older than you'll ever be
I've been dead for a thousand years
But lived only two or three
I don't mind telling you
My life was ended by your hand
The kind of murder where nobody dies
But I don't suppose you'll understand
Call off the search
We've found her
If I am Lolita
Then you are a criminal
And you should be killed
By an army of little girls
The law won't arrest you
The world won't detest you
You never did anything
Any man wouldn't do
I am Gothic Lolita
And you are a criminal
I'm not even legal
I'm just a dead little girl
And ruffles and lace
And candy sweet faces
Directed your furtive hand
I perfectly understand
So it's my fault
No, Gothic Lolita
Thank you kind sirs
You've made me what I am today
A bundle of broken nerves
A mouthful of words I'm still afraid to say
I don't mind telling you
Now that I'm old enough to love
I couldn't begin to even if
My pretty life depended on it
And funny thing it does
I am your sugar
I am your cream
I am your anti-American dream
I am your sugar
I am your cream
I am your anti-American dream
I am your sugar
I am your cream
I am your anti-American dream
I am your sugar
I am your cream
I am your worst nightmare
Now scream
LYRICS BY EMILIE AUTUMN.
PHOTO OF EMILIE AUTUMN FROM HER MYSPACE.
I'm older than you'll ever be
I've been dead for a thousand years
But lived only two or three
I don't mind telling you
My life was ended by your hand
The kind of murder where nobody dies
But I don't suppose you'll understand
Call off the search
We've found her
If I am Lolita
Then you are a criminal
And you should be killed
By an army of little girls
The law won't arrest you
The world won't detest you
You never did anything
Any man wouldn't do
I am Gothic Lolita
And you are a criminal
I'm not even legal
I'm just a dead little girl
And ruffles and lace
And candy sweet faces
Directed your furtive hand
I perfectly understand
So it's my fault
No, Gothic Lolita
Thank you kind sirs
You've made me what I am today
A bundle of broken nerves
A mouthful of words I'm still afraid to say
I don't mind telling you
Now that I'm old enough to love
I couldn't begin to even if
My pretty life depended on it
And funny thing it does
I am your sugar
I am your cream
I am your anti-American dream
I am your sugar
I am your cream
I am your anti-American dream
I am your sugar
I am your cream
I am your anti-American dream
I am your sugar
I am your cream
I am your worst nightmare
Now scream
LYRICS BY EMILIE AUTUMN.
PHOTO OF EMILIE AUTUMN FROM HER MYSPACE.
LYRICS. EMILIE AUTUMN --- OPHELIAC
I'm your Opheliac
I've been so disillusioned
I know you'd take me back
But still I feign confusion
I couldn't be your friend
My world was too unstable
You might have seen the end
But you were never able
To keep me breathing
As the water rises up again
Before I slip away
You know the games I play
And the words I say
When I want my own way
You know the lies I tell
When you've gone through hell
And I say I can't stay
You know how hard it can be
To keep believing in me
When everything and everyone
Becomes my enemy and when
There's nothing more you can do
I'm gonna blame it on you
It's not the way I want to be
I only hope that in the end you will see
It's the Opheliac in me
I'm your Opheliac
My stockings prove my virtue
I'm open to attack
But I don't want to hurt you
Whether I sink or swim
That's no concern of yours now
How could you possibly think
You had the power to know how
To keep me breathing
As the water rose up again
Before I slip away
Intelligent girls are more depressed
Because they know
What the world is really like
Don't think for a beat it makes it better
When you sit her down and tell her
Everything is gonna be alright
She knows in society she is either
A devil or an angel with no inbetween
She speaks in the third person
So she can forget that she's me
Doubt thou the stars are fire
Doubt thou the sun doth move
Doubt truth to be a liar
But never doubt
Doubt thou the stars are fire
Doubt thou the sun doth move
Doubt truth to be a liar
But never doubt
I love
LYRICS BY EMILIE AUTUMN.
PHOTO OF EMILIE AUTUMN FROM HER MYSPACE.
I've been so disillusioned
I know you'd take me back
But still I feign confusion
I couldn't be your friend
My world was too unstable
You might have seen the end
But you were never able
To keep me breathing
As the water rises up again
Before I slip away
You know the games I play
And the words I say
When I want my own way
You know the lies I tell
When you've gone through hell
And I say I can't stay
You know how hard it can be
To keep believing in me
When everything and everyone
Becomes my enemy and when
There's nothing more you can do
I'm gonna blame it on you
It's not the way I want to be
I only hope that in the end you will see
It's the Opheliac in me
I'm your Opheliac
My stockings prove my virtue
I'm open to attack
But I don't want to hurt you
Whether I sink or swim
That's no concern of yours now
How could you possibly think
You had the power to know how
To keep me breathing
As the water rose up again
Before I slip away
Intelligent girls are more depressed
Because they know
What the world is really like
Don't think for a beat it makes it better
When you sit her down and tell her
Everything is gonna be alright
She knows in society she is either
A devil or an angel with no inbetween
She speaks in the third person
So she can forget that she's me
Doubt thou the stars are fire
Doubt thou the sun doth move
Doubt truth to be a liar
But never doubt
Doubt thou the stars are fire
Doubt thou the sun doth move
Doubt truth to be a liar
But never doubt
I love
LYRICS BY EMILIE AUTUMN.
PHOTO OF EMILIE AUTUMN FROM HER MYSPACE.
Thursday, 13 May 2010
LYRICS. CRISTINA --- WHAT'S A GIRL TO DO.
WHAT'S A GIRL TO DO
My life is in a turmoil
My thighs are black and blue
My sheets are stained, so is my brain
What's a girl to do X 2
I've passed out with a novel
Or a needle in my hand
I've passed out with a ragdoll
And I've passed out with a man
I say my three Hail Marys
I daily paint my face
My friends decay around me
And I view them with distaste
My life is in a turmoil
My thighs are black and blue
My sheets are stained, so is my brain
What's a girl to do X 2
Well some girls have a mission
And some girls have their work
Some marry with precision
And some just dish the dirt
And once I had a lover
And once I had a profession
And once I laughed at nothing
And they called it a depression
I've tried dancing up and down
The wrong side of the track
And I've walked on the right side
Or just lain here on my back.
So I think I'll quit while I'm behind
Now that I'm twenty two
My sheets are stained, so is my brain
What's a girl to do X 2
My sheets are stained, so is my brain
What's a girl to do X 2
LYRICS BY CRISTINA FROM SLEEP IT OFF. PHOTO OF CRISTINA BY CHUCK SILLERY FROM SLEEP IT OFF CD BOOKLET.
My life is in a turmoil
My thighs are black and blue
My sheets are stained, so is my brain
What's a girl to do X 2
I've passed out with a novel
Or a needle in my hand
I've passed out with a ragdoll
And I've passed out with a man
I say my three Hail Marys
I daily paint my face
My friends decay around me
And I view them with distaste
My life is in a turmoil
My thighs are black and blue
My sheets are stained, so is my brain
What's a girl to do X 2
Well some girls have a mission
And some girls have their work
Some marry with precision
And some just dish the dirt
And once I had a lover
And once I had a profession
And once I laughed at nothing
And they called it a depression
I've tried dancing up and down
The wrong side of the track
And I've walked on the right side
Or just lain here on my back.
So I think I'll quit while I'm behind
Now that I'm twenty two
My sheets are stained, so is my brain
What's a girl to do X 2
My sheets are stained, so is my brain
What's a girl to do X 2
LYRICS BY CRISTINA FROM SLEEP IT OFF. PHOTO OF CRISTINA BY CHUCK SILLERY FROM SLEEP IT OFF CD BOOKLET.
LYRICS. CRISTINA --- HE DINES OUT ON DEATH.
HE DINES OUT ON DEATH.
How could he do it?
There's nothing to it
A fistful of pills in a foreign hotel
She left a note calling him
Heartless and ruthless
And wishing him well, wishing him well.
Now he dines out on death.
How could he do it?
Can I live through it?
In this week's chic restaurant
He touches the hand
Of a vapid-eyed girl who once put sweet lips to it
She says, "I understand, oh I understand ..."
Now he dines out on death.
How could she do it?
Let's help him live through it
Say the New York hostesses
He takes it so well
He lends such distinction to her self extinction
Let's throw him a party, he must be in hell.
Now he dines out on death.
LYRICS BY CRISTINA FROM SLEEP IT OFF. PHOTO OF CRISTINA BY CHUCK SILLERY FROM SLEEP IT OFF CD BOOKLET.
How could he do it?
There's nothing to it
A fistful of pills in a foreign hotel
She left a note calling him
Heartless and ruthless
And wishing him well, wishing him well.
Now he dines out on death.
How could he do it?
Can I live through it?
In this week's chic restaurant
He touches the hand
Of a vapid-eyed girl who once put sweet lips to it
She says, "I understand, oh I understand ..."
Now he dines out on death.
How could she do it?
Let's help him live through it
Say the New York hostesses
He takes it so well
He lends such distinction to her self extinction
Let's throw him a party, he must be in hell.
Now he dines out on death.
LYRICS BY CRISTINA FROM SLEEP IT OFF. PHOTO OF CRISTINA BY CHUCK SILLERY FROM SLEEP IT OFF CD BOOKLET.
Wednesday, 28 April 2010
LYRICS. DIANA DORS --- ROLLERCOASTER BLUES.
Oh your eyes are lighted windows
There's a party going on inside
Yes, your eyes are lighted windows
There's a party going on inside
Your mouth's a rollercoaster
Baby, I wanna take a ride.
When you look me over baby
Makes my face turn cherry red
When you look me over baby
Makes my face turn cherry red
Cos your mouth's a rollercoaster
But your mind is just a big brass bed.
Your mouth's a rollercoaster
I wanna take a ride
Please let me buy a ticket
Let me slip and slide
On your crazy rollercoaster
Where the wind blows free
You spoiled me baby
And now the carousel's too tame for me.
You could be gentle as a raindrop
Sweet as rock and rye
Tender as the inside of a caterpillar's thigh
But you're slick and evil
Just like your patent leather shoes
Your mouth's a rollercoaster
I've got those rollercoaster blues.
Oh your eyes are lighted windows
There's a party going on inside
Your mouth's a rollercoaster
And I truly wanna take a ride
Baby when will you decide
To let me take a little ride
So I can lose these wailing, crying
Terrifying
Big four poster
Rollercoaster
Blues.
SONG BY D. FULLER/M. BARER
There's a party going on inside
Yes, your eyes are lighted windows
There's a party going on inside
Your mouth's a rollercoaster
Baby, I wanna take a ride.
When you look me over baby
Makes my face turn cherry red
When you look me over baby
Makes my face turn cherry red
Cos your mouth's a rollercoaster
But your mind is just a big brass bed.
Your mouth's a rollercoaster
I wanna take a ride
Please let me buy a ticket
Let me slip and slide
On your crazy rollercoaster
Where the wind blows free
You spoiled me baby
And now the carousel's too tame for me.
You could be gentle as a raindrop
Sweet as rock and rye
Tender as the inside of a caterpillar's thigh
But you're slick and evil
Just like your patent leather shoes
Your mouth's a rollercoaster
I've got those rollercoaster blues.
Oh your eyes are lighted windows
There's a party going on inside
Your mouth's a rollercoaster
And I truly wanna take a ride
Baby when will you decide
To let me take a little ride
So I can lose these wailing, crying
Terrifying
Big four poster
Rollercoaster
Blues.
SONG BY D. FULLER/M. BARER
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