Song lyrics that stop and make you think.

God save the Queen
The fascist regime
They made you a moron
A potential H bomb
God save the Queen
She ain't no human being
There is no future
In England's dreaming
Don't be told what you want, you want
And don't be told what you want to need
There's no future, no future
No future for you
God save the Queen
We mean it, man
We love our Queen
God saves
God save the Queen
'Cause tourists are money
And our figurehead
Is not what she seems
God save history
God save your mad parade
Oh lord God, have mercy
All crimes are paid
When there's no future, how can there be sin?
We're the flowers in the dustbin
We're the poison in your human machine
We're the future, your future
God save the Queen
We mean it, man
We love our Queen
God saves
God save the Queen
We mean it, man
There is no future
In England's dreaming
No future
No future
No future for you
No future
No future
No future for me
No future
No future
No future for you
No future
No future for me
Songwriters: Stephen Philip Jones, Paul Thomas Cook, Glen Matlock, John Lydon. For non-commercial use only.
 
Bitter sweet love song written by Willie Nelson. My mam loved it.

“Ain't It Funny How Time Slips Away”

Well hello there
My it's been a long, long time.
How am I doing?
Well I guess I'm doing fine.
Well it's been so long, but it seems now
That it was only yesterday.
Ain't it funny how time slips away.
 
Baggy trousers
Baggy trousers
Baggy trousers
Baggy trousers
Baggy trousers
Baggy trousers
Baggy trousers
Baggy trousers
Baggy trousers
Baggy trousers
Baggy trousers
Baggy trousers
Baggy trousers
Baggy trousers
Baggy trousers
Baggy trousers
Baggy trousers
Baggy trousers
Baggy trousers
Baggy trousers


Really makes you think about baggy trousers.
 
"I want you,
You've had your fun, you don't get well no more.
I want you,
Your fingernails go dragging down the wall -
Be careful darling, you might fall ..."

Elvis there, giving the distinct impression he'll be the one doing the pushing.
 
Something needed for the main course
That’s fine looking high horse
That you got in the stable
We’ve a lot of starving faithful
That looks tasty. That looks plenty
This is hungry work.
 
You got a lot of nerve
To say you are my friend
When I was down
You just stood there grinning
You got a lot of nerve
To say you got a helping hand to lend
You just want to be on
The side that’s winning.

Bob Dylan
Positively 4th Street
I wish that just one time.....

Not you Roofie, your pre games are great!
 
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