Originally Posted by The Colostomizer The Cake Song - Lazy Town It's a piece of cake to bake a pretty cake If the way is hazy You gotta do the cooking by the book You know you can't be lazy Never use a messy recipe The cake will end up crazy If you do the cooking by the book Then you'll have a cake We gotta have it made You know that I love cake Finally, it's time to make a cake

A Moment of Silence - Streetlight Manifesto

A moment of silence please for those who never get the chance
They show up to the party but they're never asked to dance
The losers, the liars, the bastards, the thieves
The cynicists, the pessimists, and those that don't believe in nothing

I never met a loser that I didn't see eye to eye with, I declare
I stare into your eyes, but you look right past me into the air
What's it like to stand in your shoes?
To have never felt the belt of somebody's abuse?
I take the bottle and I tip it for all my heroes that have passed
Alas, you’ve left us but your stories they will last
Uninspired by the recruiting call
Independent we stand, independent we fall

So tell me, how long do you think you can go before you lose it all?
Before they call you bluff and watch you fall?
I don't know, but I'd like to think I had control
At some point but I let it go and lost my soul
Sit tight but the revolution's years away
I'm losing faith and I'm running low on things to say
So I guess I have no choice but to regurgitate
The tired anthem of a loser and a hypocrite
Oh! To have died that night I realized it wouldn't last!
Our days were numbered and the reaper tipped the hourglass
The final mayday of our sinking ship had come and passed
Oh! To the west, you don't know what it is you're running from
And everybody's laughing loud
Last chance to make your mother and father proud

They said "a pox, upon your house, upon your family
And everyone you ever knew and everyone you'll ever meet"
I bet they think we wish we joined when we could
But we do what we want, we don't do what we should
Now everybody's laughing ‘cause they're thinking they’re in on something I don't get
Don't forget, I connect and I read every word you said
Like a child who believes he was wronged
If you hate me so much then stop singing my songs

Bullet With Butterfly Wings by Smashing Pumpkins

The world is a vampire, sent to drain
Secret destroyers, hold you up to the flames
And what do I get, for my pain?
Betrayed desires, and a piece of the game

Even though I know - I suppose I'll show
All my cool and cold - like old job

Despite all my rage I am still just a rat in a cage
Despite all my rage I am still just a rat in a cage
Then someone will say what is lost can never be saved
Despite all my rage I am still just a rat in a cage

Now I'm naked, nothing but an animal
But can you fake it, for just one more show?
And what do you want?
I want to change
And what have you got, when you feel the same?

Even though I know - I suppose I'll show
All my cool and cold - like old job

Despite all my rage I am still just a rat in a cage
Despite all my rage I am still just a rat in a cage
Then someone will say what is lost can never be saved
Despite all my rage I am still just a rat in a cage

Tell me I'm the only one
Tell me there's no other one
Jesus was the only son, yeah.
Tell me I'm the chosen one
Jesus was the only son for you

Despite all my rage I am still just a rat in a cage
Despite all my rage I am still just a rat in a cage
And someone will say what is lost can never be saved
Despite all my rage I am still just a rat in a cage

Despite all my rage am I still just a rat in a-
Despite all my rage am I still just a rat in a-
Despite all my rage am I still just a rat in a cage

Tell me I'm the only one
Tell me there's no other one
Jesus was the only son for you

[x4]
And I still beleive that I cannot be saved

One-Eighty By Summer - Taking Back Sunday

Go on just say it
You need me like a bad habit
One that leaves you defenseless, dependent, and alone
Go on just say it (are you afraid to)
You need me like a bad habit (say what you want to, tell me you want to)
One that leaves you defenseless, dependent, and alone (are you afraid to say what you want to, tell me you want to)

I hold my tongue, use it to assess
The damage from way back when it mattered
But nothing seems important anymore
We’re just protecting ourselves from our selves
And I don’t think I’ll ever come back down (I don’t think I’ll ever come back down)
I don’t think I’ll ever come back down (I don’t think I’ll ever come back down)
I don’t think I’ll ever come back down (I don’t think I’ll ever come back)
I don’t think I’ll ever come back

I wanna lock Betty Crocker in the kitchen
And knock her upper during supper
Clutter up her butter gutter
Hostess Ding Dong wrapped an eggroll around my wong
While Dolly Madison proceded to ping my pong
Your Milky Way is M'n'M in your britches
And I'll tell you Baby Ruth it looks mighty delicious
Keep blowing my gum, cuz here I come
I'm gonna get you all sticky with my Bubble Yum
Knick knack paddywhack and give your dog a bone, baby
I was givin' some head to some french bread
It was a four course orgy on the spread of my bed
French kissin' french fries in my Fruit of the Looms
I get deeper penetration with a fork and a spoon
I got yogurt meat loaf smeared all over my ass
I stick my weiner in two buns and and then give it the gas
Sour cream from my spleen into Levi jeans
Gonna bust the seams with my refried beans
Ronald McDonald just loves to be fondled
With Big Mac he'll f..k it like a Chicken McNugget
Colonel Sanders wants to goose Granny's loose caboose
He's gonna give her a boost with that Kentucky fried juice
Sooper doop poop scoop, loop de loop, chicken coop
Shoot some hoop, top sirloin from the groin
Topped with d.ck cheese, sneeze, wheeze,
From the skeez disease, wooi!
Take a dump, baby, squirt some gravy
Pour some sugar on me, honey, make it brown & runny
Give a little Flavor Flav, back from the grave
Gonna burn some toast, pump some humpin' rump roast
Knick knack paddywhack, jump in the sack, in fact
Jerk the smack and crack Jack from the back
Bananarama or ramabanana
f..kin' Barry Manilow on the Copa Cabana
Squeeze me macaroni, slop your face with my bologna
You gotta syphon the spinach, you gotta cream the corn
Sperm scrambles the eggs and a meal is born
Cookin' like a beginner, but I'm goin' up in her
I had Fritos for lunch I'm havin' bush for dinner
Chef Boyardee and the Three Muskateers
Shove Charleston Chews in their rears like queers
Holy moly, guacamole! said my Chips Ahoy
I'm gonna pinch a ravioli on the Pillsbury dough boy
Knick knack paddywhack and give your dog a boner, baby
We came to pottie...we came to pottie down your throat

I say burn all your bridges while you still have control of the flame

Dance In My Blood - Men Women And Chilren

I've got a message,
i think the moon is falling
but thank god we're on the sun.
so put the knife in
as the night just keeps on turning.
it's 6 am but we've just begun.

you don't need a reason,
to get out on the dance floor.
we can get it on, and on,
all night long.

i am blood on the bottom of your shoes.
you feel it baby maybe, hook line and sinker.
i am the sun.
you are the sinking moon.
definitely maybe baby,
no one to take you!

you've got a message,
but all the lights are blurring,
yet we shoot straight
under the gun
so turn the lights out
we're holding hands while burning
your 21 and second to none!

SKOAL EDGE <3

Originally Posted by The Colostomizer The Cake Song - Lazy Town It's a piece of cake to bake a pretty cake If the way is hazy You gotta do the cooking by the book You know you can't be lazy Never use a messy recipe The cake will end up crazy If you do the cooking by the book Then you'll have a cake We gotta have it made You know that I love cake Finally, it's time to make a cake

Rise by Powerman 5000

Desperate and empty and full of the low
High on the meaning of what
Style and song is killing for life
Nothing is all you can cut

A man made machine
Now say what you mean
Sit down and build us a soul

The red is the black and the black is the red
And the world is an empty hole
The earth doesn’t want me the sky is to full
My fist is a hammer of air
Now I can destroy what you have got
And act like I really do care

Basic and simple
Let’s check out the end
Of sinners and stars and dust
The black is the red and the red is the black
The taste of control is just rust

Originally Posted by U GOT PWN3D my favorite song of all time of course Hold ya Head by Tupac Expose Foes With My Hocus Pocus Flows They Froze Now Suckaz Idolize My Chosen Blows ** Looks at sig** thanks