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everythingsxen Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu May-13-04 02:01 PM
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Black Thread
Edited on Thu May-13-04 02:02 PM by everythingsxen
Paint it Black - Rolling Stones

I see a red door and I want it painted black
No colors anymore I want them to turn black
I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes
I have to turn my head until my darkness goes
I see a line of cars and they’re all painted black
With flowers and my love both never to come back
I see people turn their heads and quickly look away
Like a new born baby it just happens ev’ry day
I look inside myself and see my heart is black
I see my red door and it has been painted black
Maybe then I’ll fade away and not have to face the facts
It’s not easy facin’ up when your whole world is black

No more will my green sea go turn a deeper blue
I could not foresee this thing happening to you
If I look hard enough into the settin’ sun
My love will laugh with me before the mornin’ comes

I see a red door and I want it painted black
No colors anymore I want them to turn black
I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes
I have to turn my head until my darkness goes
Hmm, hmm, hmm,...
I wanna see it painted, painted black
Black as night, black as coal
I wanna see the sun blotted out from the sky
I wanna see it painted, painted, painted, painted black
Yeah!

http://www.lyricsfreak.com/r/rolling-stones/117875.html
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AlienGirl Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu May-13-04 02:08 PM
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1. Yay! Now sing "Back in Black"!
You are so doomed at next Dare-oke!

Tucker
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everythingsxen Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu May-13-04 02:13 PM
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2. BAAAAACK IN BLAAAAACK!
Edited on Thu May-13-04 02:27 PM by everythingsxen
Back in black
I hit the sack
I've been too long I'm glad to be back
Yes I'm, let loose
From the noose
That's kept me hanging about
I keep looking at the sky
'Cause it's gettin' me high
Forget the herse 'cause I'll never die
I got nine lives
Cat's eyes
Usin' every one of them and running wild

CHORUS:
'Cause I'm back
Yes, I'm back
Well, I'm back
Yes, I'm back
Well, I'm back, back
(Well) I'm back in black
Yes, I'm back in black

Back in the back
Of a Cadillac
Number one with a bullet, I'm a power pack
Yes, I'm in a bang
With a gang
They've got to catch me if they want me to hang
Cause I'm back on the track
And I'm leadin' the pack
Nobody's gonna get me on another rap
So look at me now
I'm just makin' my play
Don't try to push your luck, just get out of my way

CHORUS

Well, I'm back, Yes I'm back
Well, I'm back, Yes I'm back
Well, I'm back, back
Well I'm back in black
Yes I'm back in black

hooo yeah
Ohh yeah
Yes I am
Oooh yeah, yeah Oh yeah
Back in now
Well I'm back, I'm back
Back, I'm back
Back, I'm back
Back, I'm back
Back, I'm back
Back
Back in black
Yes I'm back in black

Outta sight

(Back in Black - AC/DC)

:loveya:
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AlienGirl Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu May-13-04 02:15 PM
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3. LOL, now do YMCA!!!!
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everythingsxen Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu May-13-04 02:23 PM
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13. *looks around nervously*
..Only because I love you... :loveya:

*sighs*

*puts on cop uniform*

Young man, there's no need to feel down.
I said, young man, pick yourself off the ground.
I said, young man, 'cause you're in a new town
There's no need to be unhappy.

Young man, there's a place you can go.
I said, young man, when you're short on your dough.
You can stay there, and I'm sure you will find
Many ways to have a good time.

It's fun to stay at the y-m-c-a.
It's fun to stay at the y-m-c-a.

They have everything for you men to enjoy,
You can hang out with all the boys ...

It's fun to stay at the y-m-c-a.
It's fun to stay at the y-m-c-a.

You can get yourself cleaned, you can have a good meal,
You can do whatever you feel ...

Young man, are you listening to me?
I said, young man, what do you want to be?
I said, young man, you can make real your dreams.
But you got to know this one thing!

No man does it all by himself.
I said, young man, put your pride on the shelf,
And just go there, to the y.m.c.a.
I'm sure they can help you today.

It's fun to stay at the y-m-c-a.
It's fun to stay at the y-m-c-a.

They have everything for you men to enjoy,
You can hang out with all the boys ...

It's fun to stay at the y-m-c-a.
It's fun to stay at the y-m-c-a.

You can get yourself cleaned, you can have a good meal,
You can do whatever you feel ...

Young man, I was once in your shoes.
I said, I was down and out with the blues.
I felt no man cared if I were alive.
I felt the whole world was so tight ...

That's when someone came up to me,
And said, young man, take a walk up the street.
There's a place there called the y.m.c.a.
They can start you back on your way.

It's fun to stay at the y-m-c-a.
It's fun to stay at the y-m-c-a.

They have everything for you men to enjoy,
You can hang out with all the boys ...

Y-m-c-a ... you'll find it at the y-m-c-a.

Young man, young man, there's no need to feel down.
Young man, young man, get yourself off the ground.

Y-m-c-a ... you'll find it at the y-m-c-a.

Young man, young man, there's no need to feel down.
Young man, young man, get yourself off the ground.

Y-m-c-a ... just go to the y-m-c-a.

Young man, young man, are you listening to me?
Young man, young man, what do you wanna be?
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AlienGirl Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu May-13-04 02:25 PM
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14. *clapping*
:loveya:
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everythingsxen Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu May-13-04 02:28 PM
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18. I tell you what...
If you can get at least 3 other people to dress up and sing with me...

I will do YMCA in costume for you! :D
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AlienGirl Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu May-13-04 02:29 PM
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20. LOLOL!!
I can find some people--but the costumes might be a little odd...
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everythingsxen Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu May-13-04 02:30 PM
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22. Thats ok.. I was thinking odd costumes...
;-) You know what I mean I am sure. :evilgrin:
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AlienGirl Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu May-13-04 02:33 PM
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24. Oh yeah.
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MissMillie Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu May-13-04 02:29 PM
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21. Blackbird
by the Beatles


Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to fly
All your life
You were only waiting for this moment to arise.

Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these sunken eyes and learn to see
All your life
You were only waiting for this moment to be free.

Blackbird fly Blackbird fly
Into the light of the dark black night.

Blackbird fly Blackbird fly
Into the light of the dark black night.

Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to fly
All your life
You were only waiting for this moment to arise
You were only waiting for this moment to arise
You were only waiting for this moment to arise.



(Maybe I'm having too much fun w/ this thread....)
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Donating Member ( posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu May-13-04 02:16 PM
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4. Black Trombone
Edited on Thu May-13-04 02:43 PM by 56kid
Black trombone
Monotone
le trombone
C’est joli
Tourbillonne
Gramophone
Et baîllonne
Mon ennui
Black trombone
Monotone
Autochtone
De la nuit
Dieu pardonne
la mignonne
Qui fredonne
Dans mon lit
Black trombone
Monotone
Elle se donne
à demi
Nue’ frissone
Déraisonne
M’empoisonne
M’envahit
Black trombone
Monotone
C’est l’automne
De ma vie
Plus personne
Ne m’étonne
J’abandonne
C’est fini

-- serge gainsbourg
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Whitacre D_WI Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu May-13-04 02:18 PM
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6. Now I'm gonna have that stuck in my head the rest of the day.
THANK YOU!!! :bounce::bounce::bounce:
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Donating Member ( posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu May-13-04 02:37 PM
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26. my work here is done...(Whitacre)
Edited on Thu May-13-04 02:38 PM by 56kid
:)
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ChavezSpeakstheTruth Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu May-13-04 02:18 PM
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5. "Say it loud!
I'm Black and I'm proud!"
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MissMillie Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu May-13-04 02:18 PM
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7. "Black"
by Pearl Jam


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 turn
Ooh, and all I taught her was everything
Ooh, 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 away
And now my bitter hands cradle broken glass
Of what was everything?
All the pictures have 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 ever be...yeah...
Uh huh...uh huh...ooh...
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
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LuLu550 Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu May-13-04 02:20 PM
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8. Got a Black Magic Woman....
got a black magic woman, got me so blind I can't see....
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flowomo Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu May-13-04 02:20 PM
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9. Long cool woman in a black dress....
Saturday night I was downtown
Working for the FBI
Sitting in a nest of bad men
Whiskey bottles piling high

Bootlegging boozer on the west side
Full of people who are doing wrong
Just about to call up the DA man
When I heard this woman singing a song

A pair of 45's made me open my eyes
My temperature started to rise
She was a long cool woman in a black dress
Just a 5-9 beautiful tall
With just one look I was a bad mess
'Cause that long cool woman had it all

I saw her heading to the table
Well a tall walking big black cat
When Charlie said I hope that you're able, boy
Well I'm telling you she knows where it's at
Well then suddenly we heard the sirens
And everybody started to run
Jumping under doors and tables
Well I heard somebody shooting a gun

Well the DA was pumping my left hand
And she was holding my right
Well I told her, "Don't get scared
'Cause you're gonna be spared"
Well I'm gonna be forgiven
If I wanna spend my living
With a long cool woman in a black dress
Just a 5-9 beautiful tall
With just one look I was a bad mess
'Cause that long cool woman had it all
Had it all, had it all, had it all...

The Hollies
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Beware the Beast Man Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu May-13-04 02:20 PM
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10. BLACK SABBATH
What is this, that stands before me?
Figure in black, which points at me
Turn round quick, and start to run
Find out I'm the chosen one

OH NOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!

Big black shape with eyes of fire
Telling people their desires
Satan Sitting there, he's smiling
Watch as those flames get higher and higher.

OH NO NO NO PLEASE GOD HELP ME!

Is it the end, my friend?
Satan's coming round the bend
People run because they're scared
The people better go & beware

NO, NO, PLEASE NO!!!!


Sabbath rules, man
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MissMillie Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu May-13-04 02:21 PM
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11. Black is Black
Black Is Black
Los Bravos

Black is black
I want my baby back
It's gray, it's gray
Since she went away, Ooh-Ooh
What can I do
'Cause I-I-I-I-I'm feelin' blue

If I had my way
She'd be back today
But she don't intend
To see me again, Ooh-Ooh
What can I do
'Cause I-I-I-I-I'm feelin' blue

I can't choose
It's too much to lose
My love's too strong
Wow! Maybe if she
would come back to me
Then it can't go wrong

Bad is bad
That I feel so sad
It's time, it's time
That I found peace of mind, Ooh-Ooh
What can I do
'Cause I-I-I-I-I'm feelin' blue

I can't choose
It's too much to lose
My love's too strong
Wow! Maybe if she
would come back to me
Then it can't go wrong

Black is black
I want my baby back
It's gray, it's gray
Since she went away, Ooh-Ooh
What can I do
'Cause I-I-I-I-I'm feelin' blue
'Cause I-I-I-I-I'm feelin' blue
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MissMillie Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu May-13-04 02:22 PM
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12. That Old Black Magic
That old black magic has me in its spell
That old black magic that you weave so well
Icy fingers up
and down my spine
The same old witchcraft when your eyes meet mine

The same old tingle that I feel
inside
When that elevator starts its ride
Down and down I go, round and round I go
Like a leaf that's
caught in the tide

I should stay away but what can I do
I hear your name, and I'm aflame
Aflame with
such a burning desire
That only your kiss can put out the fire

You are the lover that I've waited for

The mate that fate had me created for
And every time your lips meet mine

Baby down and down I go,
all around I go
In a spin, loving the spin that I'm in
Under that old black magic called love
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flowomo Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu May-13-04 02:26 PM
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15. CILLA BLACK

YOU'RE MY WORLD
You‘re my world, you‘re every breath I take
You‘re my world, you're every move I make
Other eyes see the stars up in the skies
But for me they shine within your eyes

As the trees reach for the sun above
So my arms reach out to you for love
With your hand resting in mine
I feel a power so divine

You‘re my world, you are my night and day
You‘re my world, you‘re every prayer I pray
If our love ceases to be
Then it‘s the end of my world for me

With your hand resting in mine
I feel a power so divine

You're my world, you are my night and day
You're my world, you're every prayer I pray
If our love ceases to be
Then it's the end of my world
End of my world
End of my world for me
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MissMillie Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu May-13-04 02:27 PM
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16. How 'bout some Black Betty
by Ram Jam

Whoa, Black Betty (Bam-ba-Lam)
Whoa, Black Betty (Bam-ba-Lam)
Black Betty had a child (Bam-ba-Lam)
The damn thing gone wild (Bam-ba-Lam)
She said, "I'm worryin' outta mind" (Bam-ba-Lam)
The damn thing gone blind (Bam-ba-Lam)
I said Oh, Black Betty (Bam-ba-Lam)
Whoa, Black Betty (Bam-ba-Lam)

Oh, Black Betty (Bam-ba-Lam)
Whoa, Black Betty (Bam-ba-Lam)
She really gets me high (Bam-ba-Lam)
You know that's no lie (Bam-ba-Lam)
She's so rock steady (Bam-ba-Lam)
And she's always ready (Bam-ba-Lam)
Whoa, Black Betty (Bam-ba-Lam)
Whoa, Black Betty (Bam-ba-Lam)

Whoa, Black Betty (Bam-ba-Lam)
Whoa, Black Betty (Bam-ba-Lam)
She's from Birmingham (Bam-ba-Lam)
Way down in Alabam' (Bam-ba-Lam)
Well, she's shakin' that thing (Bam-ba-Lam)
Boy, she makes me sing (Bam-ba-Lam)
Whoa, Black Betty (Bam-ba-Lam)
Whoa, Black Betty BAM-BA-LAM
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southpaw Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu May-13-04 02:27 PM
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17. Fell On Black Days
Soundgarden

Whatsoever I've feared has come to life
Whatsoever I've fought off became my life
Just when everyday seemed to greet me with a smile
Sunspots have faded and I'm doine time
Cause I fell on black days

Whomsoever I've cured I've sickened now
Whomsoever I've cradled I've put you down
I'm a search light soul
They say but I can't see it in the night
I'm only faking when I get it right
Cause I fell on black days
How would I know that this could be my fate

So what you wanted to see good has made you blind
And what you wanted to be yours has made it mine
So don't you lock up something that you wanted to see fly
Hands are for shaking
Not tying...no not tying

I sure don't mind a change
But I fell on black days
How would I know that this could be my fate
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flowomo Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu May-13-04 02:28 PM
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19. Black Dog
Hey, hey, mama, said the way you move
Gonna make you sweat, gonna make you groove.
Oh, oh, child, way you shake that thing
Gonna make you burn, gonna make you sting.
Hey, hey, baby, when you walk that way
Watch your honey drip, can’t keep away.

*ah yeah, ah yeah, ah, ah, ah., ah yeah, ah yeah, ah, ah, ah.

I gotta roll, can’t stand still,
Got a flame in my heart, can’t get my fill,
Eyes that shine burning red,
Dreams of you all thru my head.
Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah.

Hey, baby, oh, baby, pretty baby,
Tell me what you do me now.
(repeat)

Didn’t take too long ’fore I found out
What people mean my down and out.
Spent my money, took my car,
Started tellin’ her friends she wants to be a star.
I don’t know but I been told
A big legged woman ain’t got no soul.

* chorus

All I ask for when I pray,
Steady rollin’ woman gonna come my way.
Need a woman gonna hold my hand
And tell me no lies, make me a happy man.
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MissMillie Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu May-13-04 02:32 PM
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23. Maybe some Black Crowes...?
She never mentions the word addiction
In certain company
Yes, she’ll tell you she’s an orphan
After you meet her family

She paints her eyes as black as night, now
Pulls those shades down tight
Yeah, she gives a smile when the pain comes,
The pain’s gonna make everything alright

Says she talks to angels,
They call her out by her name
She talks to angels,
Says they call her out by her name

She keeps a lock of hair in her pocket
She wears a cross around her neck
Yes, the hair is from a little boy
And the cross is someone she has not met, not yet

Says she talks to angels,
Says they all know her name
Oh yeah, she talks to angels,
Says they call her out by her name

She don’t know no lover,
None that I ever seen
Yes, to her that ain’t nothing
But to me, yeah me,
It’s everything

She paints her eyes as black as night now
She pulls those shades down tight
Oh yeah, there’s a smile when the pain comes,
The pain’s gonna make everything alright, alright yeah

She talks to angels,
Says they call her out by her name
Oh yeah, yeah, angels
Call her out by her name
Oh, angels
They call her out by her name
Oh, she talks to angels
They call her out
Yeah, they call her out
Don’t you know that they call her out by her name
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MissMillie Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu May-13-04 02:34 PM
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25. Blue on Black
by Kenny Wayne Shepherd


nite falls , and im alone
skin, yeah chilled me to the bone
you, turned and you ran,
oh yeah,
oh slipped, right from my hand

hey
blue on black
tears on a river
push on a shove
it dont mean much
joker on jack
match on a fire
cold on ice
a dead mans touch
wisper on a scream
doesnt change a thing
dont bring you back
blue on black
oh yeah, blue on black

blind, oh, now i see
truth, lies, and in between
wrong, cant be undone
oh slipped, from the tip of
your tounge

hey
blue on black
tears on a river
push on a shove
it dont mean much
joker on jack
match on a fire
cold on ice
a dead mans touch
wisper on a scream
doesnt change a thing
doesnt bring you back, yeah
blue on black
oh, blue on black
oh, yeah

(solo)

blue on black
tears on a river
push on a shove
it dont mean much
joker on jack
match on a fire
cold on ice
is a dead mans touch
wisper on a scream
doesnt change a thing
dont bring you back
blue on black
oh yeah, blue on black

hey
blue on black
tears on a river
push on a shove
it dont mean much
joker on jack
match on a fire
cold on ice
is a dead mans touch
wisper on a scream
doesnt change a thing
doesnt bring you back
blue on black
oh, blue on black
oh wha oh, blue on black
oh, blue on black
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Whitacre D_WI Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu May-13-04 02:40 PM
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27. Phil Lynott
If you see Stevie Wonder, tell him I hear.
If you hear Stevie Wonder, tell him I see.
I don't want no songs for plants,
I want songs for me.
I don't want no songs for plants,
I want liberty.
Living in the city...

If you see the doctor tell him he's king.
If you see the doctor tell him he's still king.
But this bad black boy won't be blown away by anything.
Yes, this bad black boy won't be blown away by anything.

There are people in this town
That try to put me down,
They say I don't give a damn.
But the people in this town
That try to put me down
Are the people in the town
That could never understand a black man.

If you see Robert Johnson, tell him I hear.
If you see Jimi, tell him it's clear.
I've been living on the wrong side,
Now I'm here.

There are people in this town
That try to put me down,
They say I don't give a damn.
But the people in this town
That try to put me down
Are the people in the town
That could never understand a black man.
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RT Atlanta Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu May-13-04 04:25 PM
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30. Thin Lizzie
One of the most underrated rock bands out there in my opinion and they were fronted by a very underrated Lynnott - great bassist with a great voice and song writing ability!
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ellie Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu May-13-04 02:43 PM
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28. Black Celebration
By Depeche Mode

Let's have a black celebration
Black Celebration
Tonight

To celebrate the fact
That we've seen the back
Of another black day

I look to you
How you carry on
When all hope is gone
Can't you see

Your optimistic eyes
Seem like paradise
To someone like
Me

I want to take you
In my arms
Forgetting all I couldn't do today

Black Celebration
Black Celebration

Tonight
To celebrate the fact
That we've seen the back
Of another black day

I look to you
And your strong belief
Me, I want relief
Tonight

Consolation
I want so much
Want to feel your touch
Tonight

Take me in your arms
Forgetting all you couldn't do
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everythingsxen Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu May-13-04 04:19 PM
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29. a kick for Blackness!
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bloodyjack Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu May-13-04 04:37 PM
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31. "BLACK" ~ Bonnie "Prince" Billy
Black, you are my enemy
And I cannot get close to thee
Our life is ruled by enmity
And I can't weaken that
The only way that I can see
Is to hold you close to me
To love you for it's meant to be
I weaken your attack

Everything was lucked and downy
What was good was up from under
Until back, that awful tender
Came and popped my sense of wonder
All at once all eyes turned at him
Leaving me an unwatched body
And it sagged, my body's trip cage
Out from under ogler's study
Black was decomposing quickly
This was found offensive to me
His disrespect for life's proprieties
Made me scared he would destroy me

Black, you are my enemy
And I cannot get close to thee
Our life is ruled by enmity
And I can't weaken that
The only way that I can see
Is to hold you close to me
To love you for it's meant to be
I weaken your attack

So I thought I'd try to cut him
Try to force him 'neath my level
The only way to equal to him
Would be hit him with a shovel
But to really rise above him
That would be the final evil
So instead I asked the sucker
If he'd care to see my rooms
And as a friend and as a comrade
And all the things that these implied
I made him leave what it was that he had
Use to keep us unallied

Black, you are my enemy
And I cannot get close to thee
Our life is ruled by enmity
And I can't weaken that
The only way that I can see
Is to hold you close to me
To love you for it's meant to be
I weaken your attack

Now black and I we are together
Fairly just inseparable
And in the terriblest of weather
Our bonds are incorruptible

Black, you are my enemy
And I cannot get close to thee
Our life is ruled by enmity
And I can't weaken that
The only way that I can see
Is to hold you close to me
To love you for it's meant to be
I weaken your attack
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dolo amber Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu May-13-04 04:42 PM
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32. Black No. 1
Edited on Thu May-13-04 04:53 PM by dolo amber
Type O Negative



She's in love with herself
She likes the dark
On her milk white neck
The Devil's mark
It's all Hallows Eve
The moon is full
Will she trick or treat
I bet she will

She's got date at midnight
With Nosferatu
Oh baby, Lilly Munster
Ain't got nothing on you
Well when I called her evil
She just laughed
And cast that spell on me
Boo Bitch Craft

Yeah you wanna go out 'cause it's raining and blowing
You can't go out 'cause your roots are showing
Dye em black
Black no. 1

Little wolf skin boots
And clove cigarettes
An erotic funeral
For witch she's dressed
Her perfume smells like
Burning leaves
Everyday is Halloween

Loving you was like loving the dead...

YAY!! My favorite cheesy goth-metal group! :bounce:
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livetohike Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu May-13-04 04:45 PM
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33. Black Day in July
Black Day In July
by Gordon Lightfoot

Black day in July
Motor city madness has touched the countryside
And through the smoke and cinders
You can hear it far and wide
The doors are quickly bolted
And the children locked inside

Black day in July
Black day in July
And the soul of Motor City is bared across the land
As the book of law and order is taken in the hands
Of the sons of the fathers who were carried to this land

Black day in July
Black day in July
In the streets of Motor City is a deadly silent sound
And the body of a dead youth lies stretched upon the ground
Upon the filthy pavement
No reason can be found

Black day in July
Black day in July
Motor City madness has touched the countryside
And the people rise in anger
And the streets begin to fill
And there's gunfire from the rooftops
And the blood begins to spill

Black day in July

In the mansion of the governor
There's nothing that is known for sure
The telephone is ringing
And the pendulum is swinging
And they wonder how it happened
And they really know the reason
And it wasn't just the temperature
And it wasn't just the season

Black day in July
Black day in July
Motor City's burning and the flames are running wild
They reflect upon the waters of the river and the lake
And everyone is listening
And everyone's awake

Black day in July
Black day in July
The printing press is turning
And the news is quickly flashed
And you read your morning paper
And you sip your cup of tea
And you wonder just in passing
Is it him or is it me

Black day in July

In the office of the President
The deed is done the troops are sent
There's really not much choice you see
It looks to us like anarchy
And then the tanks go rolling in
To patch things up as best they can
There is no time to hesitate
The speech is made the dues can wait

Black day in July
Black day in July
The streets of Motor City now are quiet and serene
But the shapes of gutted buildings
Strike terror to the heart
And you say how did it happen
And you say how did it start
Why can't we all be brothers
Why can't we live in peace
But the hands of the have-nots
Keep falling out of reach

Black day in July
Black day in July
Motor city madness has touched the countryside
And through the smoke and cinders
You can hear it far and wide
The doors are quickly bolted
And the children locked inside
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Insider Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu May-13-04 04:48 PM
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34. Sounds of Blackness
http://www.soundsofblackness.com/
--snip--
Since January 1971, the Grammy Award winning Sounds of Blackness have consistently performed, recorded and proudly proclaimed the music, culture and history of African Americans to audiences around the world.

The Sounds of Blackness have embraced and presented every “sound of blackness”: Jazz, Blues, Rock and Roll, Rhythm and Blues, Gospel, Reggae, Ragtime, Spirtuals, Work songs and Field Hollers.

On three occasions, Sounds of Blackness has peformed for audiences of over one billion people: the Opening Ceromonies of the 1994 World Cup, the 1996 Summer Olympics, and the 1998 World Figure Skating Championships. The group has also performed at the White House on five separate occasions.
--snip--

ann nesby is one of the originals
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Insider Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu May-13-04 04:50 PM
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35. Black Betty
Whoa Black Betty, bambalam
Whoa Black Betty, bambalam

She's from Birmingham, bambalam
Way down in Alabama, bambalam
The way she shake that thing, bambalam
Oh she make me sing, bambalam

Whoa Black Betty, bambalam
Whoa Black Betty, bambalam

She really get me high, bambalam
You know thats no lie, bambalam
Shes so rock steady, bambalam
Oh shes always ready, bambalam
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regnaD kciN Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Fri May-14-04 04:35 AM
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36. My life is black...
...My beret is black.
My apartment is black.
My girlfriend is, well, she's very tan.

Oh, vast blatant train yard of apocalyptic America, hissing and groaning like a horse on fire with a wick like gravy in Evanston like stone.

Greasing the abnormal skillet of anti-ardorous desire dropping dollops in dreamlike cornucopias until nightfall of concupiscent somnolence 'til the schoolboys know... and the carnival barkers know... and the legions of lowing lettuce pickers know, and all those in and out of the "know" know that roaches are building a motel for us.

America! You're an unfriendly waitress with bad cappuccino.

"I'm in pain," he said.
I said, "I know what you mean."
"No," he said, "I'm in pain."
I said, "I know what you mean."
He said, "No, man, you're standing on my foot."

Come with me now for I feel the tiny teeth of time on my tremorous testicles like two twin tintypes of -- (I hate it when I get stuck on "t"...!)

Come now and weep sweet elevators of glorious infatuation niceties, covered like miserable telephones in the Arizona dawn of cracked brake drums and creaky screen porches, glowering on the eternal Friday like Ulysses Grant in a swimsuit rolling his own... like Catholicism, like cool mud, like some wild sirocco of canvas backdrop nothingness in a cucumber sandwich called Suffering. (God, that's good...)

And in America, when the sun goes down, and the tide goes out, and the people gather 'round and they all begin to shout...

When, in resonant sweet shoop alleyways the hyena calls of drunken Spaniards rattle the glass where I, in second floor oyster bars, sit, digging it... where dogs eat dictionaries and vomit complete sentences. When now, and now, and now go the clanging departures of cosmos after cosmos, and we, fired like tiny arrows arc toward death, I think of Dean Moriarty. I even think of old Dean Moriarty.

I look at where I am, and I know it is time to find a new... booking agent. (Look at this dump...)

-- Roy Zimmerman (of the Foremen)

(Performed as a '50s "beat" poetry recital with jazz accompaniment.)
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Donating Member ( posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Fri May-14-04 12:46 PM
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37. Black Ark
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