Interesting lyrics

[Hauptmann Kauffman]

Here are some lyrics to a Rammstein song I like: Hallelujah (http://boomp3.com/m/1c7c169b6929/rammstein-hallelujah)

(Englisch)
He is religious and very sensitive
on his wall is a picture of the Lord
he wipes the spots from the Bible
he gladly distributes the Communion
He loves the boys in the choir
they keep their souls pure
but the tenor worries him
so he must be the closest to him
on his nightstand, quiet and wordless
a picture of the Lord
he slowly turns it around
When the church clock strikes twice
hallelujah
he folds his hands for prayer
hallelujah
he has remained without a wife
hallelujah
so he must love his neighbor
hallelujah
The young man is allowed to stay with him
the sin nests above the leg
so he gladly helps to exorcize them
to music and candlelight
When the church clock strikes twice
hallelujah
he folds his hands for prayer
hallelujah
he has remained without a wife
hallelujah
so he must love his neighbor
hallelujah
When the church clock strikes twice
hallelujah
he takes the boy into his prayers
hallelujah
he is the true Christian
hallelujah
and knows what charity is
hallelujah
Turn around slowly
Turn around



(Deutsch)
Er ist fromm und sehr sensibel
an seiner Wand ein Bild des Herrn
er wischt die Flecken von der Bibel
das Abendmahl verteilt er gern

Er liebt die Knaben aus dem Chor
sie halten ihre Seelen rein
doch Sorge macht ihm der Tenor
so muss er ihm am nachsten sein
auf seinem Nachttisch still und stumm
ein Bild des Herrn
er dreht es langsam um

Wenn die Turmuhr zweimal schlagt
hallelujah
faltet er die Hande zum Gebet
hallelujah
er ist ohne Weib geblieben
hallelujah
so muss er seinen Nachsten lieben
hallelujah

Der junge Mann darf bei ihm bleiben
die Sunde nistet uberm Bein
so hilft er gern sie auszutreiben
bei Musik und Kerzenschein

Wenn die Turmuhr zweimal schlagt
hallelujah
faltet er die Hande zum Gebet
hallelujah
er ist ohne Weib geblieben
hallelujah
so muss er seinen Nachsten lieben
hallelujah

Wenn die Turmuhr zweimal schlagt
hallelujah
nimmt er den Jungen ins Gebet
hallelujah
er ist der wahre Christ
hallelujah
und wei?, was Nachstenliebe ist
hallelujah

Dreh dich langsam um
dreh dich um



I like the anti-priest touch:P

[Zosomac]

lyric that are interesting huh? id say

Rosetta Stoned - Tool

Alrighty, then ... picture this if you will.

10 to 2 AM, X, Yogi DMT, and a box of Krispy Kremes,
in my "need to know" pose, just outside of Area 51
Contemplating the whole "chosen people" thingy
when a flaming stealth banana split the sky
like one would hope but never really expect
to see in a place like this.
Cutting right angle donuts on a dime
and stopping right at my Birkenstocks,
and me yelping...

Holy f**king shit!

Then the X-Files being,
Looking like some kind of blue-green Jackie Chan
with Isabella Rossellini lips, and breath that reeked of
vanilla Chig Champa
Did a slow-mo Matrix descent
Outta the butt end of the banana vessel
And hovered above my bug-eyes, my gaping jaw,
and my sweaty L. Ron Hubbard upper lip,
and all I could think was:
"I hope Uncle Martin here doesn't notice
that I pissed my f**kin' pants."

So light in his way,
Like an apparition, [that]
He had me crying out,
"F**k me
It's gotta be
the Deadhead Chemistry
The blotter got [right] on top of me
Got me seein' E-motherf**kin'-T!"

And after calming me down
with some orange slices
and some fetal spooning,
E.T. revealed to me his singular purpose.
He said, "You are the Chosen One,
the One who will deliver the message.
A message of hope for those who choose to hear it
and a warning for those who do not."
Me. The Chosen One?
They chose me!!!
And I didn't even graduate from f**kin' high school.

You'd better...
You'd better...
You'd better...
You'd better listen.

Then he looked right through me
With somniferous almond eyes
Don't even know what that means
Must remember to write it down
This is so real
Like the time Dave floated away
See, my heart is pounding
'Cause this shit never happens to me

I can't breathe right now!



It was so real,
Like I woke up in Wonderland.
All sorta terrifying
I don't wanna be all alone
While I tell this story.
And can anyone tell me why
Y'all sound like Peanuts parents?
Will I ever be coming down?
This is so real
Finally, it's my lucky day
See, my heart is racing
'Cause this shit never happens to me

I can't breathe right now!

You believe me, don't you?
Please believe what I've just said!
See the Dead ain't touring
And this wasn't all in my head.
See, they took me by the hand
And invited me right in.
Then they showed me something
I don't even know where to begin.

Strapped down [to] my bed
Feet cold [and] eyes red
I'm out of my head
Am I alive? Am I dead?
Can't remember what they said
God damn, shit the bed.

Hey ...

Overwhelmed as one would be, placed in my position.
Such a heavy burden now to be the One
Born to bear and bring to all the details of our ending,
To write it down for all the world to see.

But I forgot my pen
Shit the bed again ...
Typical.

Strapped down [to] my bed
Feet cold and eyes red
I'm out of my head
Am I alive? Am I dead?
Sunkist and Sudafed *
Gyroscopes and infrared
Won't help, I'm brain dead
Can't remember what they said
God damn, shit the bed

I can't remember what they said to me
Can't remember what they said to make me out to be a hero
Can't remember what they said
Bob help me!
Can't remember what they said

[We] don't know, [and we] won't know (x12)

God damn, shit the bed!

[The Batman]

the first one is kinda strange

[Underground_Network]

I consider these normal lyrics:
We Ride Skeletal Ligthning by The Blood Brothers

we're the boys jailed in a horse's skull.
we nailed our ears to a feral glittery drone.
the only thing that makes our blood feel like blood
is stealing cars and watching lightning bolts fuck.
so don't look away, every day's the same,
every song's the same in this sanitized exploding airplane.
well I got shot in the face, it's all on videotape
so come on, watch the blood, it's pouring commercial-free
well i got shot in the face, it's all on videotape
so come on, watch the blood, it's pouring commercial-free
we're the girls chewing styrofoam
pulling our wigs under a monochrome glow.
the only line that's talking us into bed
is the freeway's static hiss drilling holes in our heads, so
so don't look away from the clouds leaking rust
the kingdom of heaven reeks of burning witches and dust.
well i got shot in the face, it's all on videotape
so come on, watch the blood, it's pouring commercial-free
well i got shot in the face, it's all on videotape
so come on, watch the blood, it's pouring commercial-free
seven items dripped out the back of my head:
one big war and one color red;
one vulgar leg and one designer tree;
two stallions and a pound of confetti.
oh, salvation!
hollow lightning, so skeletal...
shipwrecked freeways!
concrete ribcage, so boring...
oh, salvation!
hollow lightning, so skeletal
shipwrecked freeways!
Well I got shot in the face, it's all on videotape
so come on, watch the blood, it's pouring commercial-free
well i got shot in the face, it's all on videotape
so come on, watch the blood, it's pouring commercial-free
we ride skeletal lightning, vacant as a womb that's miscarried

[Camazotz]

Note to self: Dont mess with UN. The first lyrics are pretty...different.