Lyrics for my Dead teen song webpage.
Blasphemous Rumours - Depeche Mode Girl of sixteen, whole life ahead of her Slashed her wrists, bored with life Didn't succeed, thank the Lord For small mercies Fighting back the tears, mother reads the note againcandles burn in her mind She takes the blame, it's always the same She goes down on her knees and prays I don't want to start any blasphemous rumours But I think that God's got a sick sense of humor And when I die I expect to find Him laughing Girl of eighteen, fell in love with everything Found new life in Jesus Christ Hit by a car, ended up On a life support machine Summer's day, as she passed away Birds were singing in the summer sky Then came the rain, and once again A tear fell from her mother's eye I don't want to start any blasphemous rumours But I think that God's got a sick sense of humor And when I die I expect to find Him laughing
Billy Don't Be A Hero ( Bo Donaldson and the Heywoods ) The marchin' band came down along Main Street The soldier blues fell in behind I looked across and there I saw Billy Waiting to go and join the line And with her head upon his shoulder His young and lovely fiancee From where I stood I saw she was cryin' And through her tears I heard her say Billy, don't be a hero, don't be a fool with your life Billy, don't be a hero, come back and make me your wife And as he started to go she said, Billy, keep your head low Billy, don't be a hero, come back to me The soldier blues were trapped on a hillside The battle raging all around The sergeant cried, We've got to hang on, boys! We've got to hold this piece of ground I need a volunteer to ride up And bring us back some extra men And Billy's hand was up in a moment Forgettin' all the words she said She said Billy, don't be a hero, don't be a fool with your life Billy, don't be a hero, come back and make me your wife And as he started to go she said, Billy, keep your head low Billy, don't be a hero, come back to me I heard his fiancee got a letter That told how Billy died that day The letter said that he was a hero She should be proud he died that way I heard she threw that letter away ...
Black Denim Trousers The Diamonds Words and Music by Jerry Leiber and Mike Stoller -as sung on "The Diamonds Collection"-Stardust CD-1010 -charted by The Cheers at # 6 in 1955 He wore black denim trousers and motorcycle boots And a black leather jacket with an eagle on the back He had a hopped-up 'cicle that took off like a gun That fool was the terror of Highway 101 Well, he never washed his face and he never combed his hair He had axle grease imbedded underneath his fingernails On the muscle of his arm was a red tattoo A picture of a heart saying "Mother, I love you" He had a pretty girlfriend by the name of Mary Lou But he treated her just like he treated all the rest And everybody pitied her and everybody knew He loved that doggone motorcycle best He wore black denim trousers and motorcycle boots And a black leather jacket with an eagle on the back He had a hopped-up 'cicle that took off like a gun That fool was the terror of Highway 101 (brief instrumental interlude) Mary Lou, poor girl, she pleaded and she begged him not to leave She said "I've got a feeling if you ride tonight I'll grieve" But her tears were shed in vain and her every word was lost In the rumble of an engine and the smoke from his exhaust (SPOKEN): Then he took off like the Devil and there was fire in his eyes!! He said "I'll go a thousand miles before the sun can rise." But he hit a screamin' diesel that was California-bound" (SUNG) And when they cleared the wreckage, all they found Was his black denim trousers and motorcycle boots And a black leather jacket with an eagle on the back But they couldn't find the 'cicle that took off like a gun And they never found the terror of High way 1 oh 1
Ballad of an Angel - Bobby Swanson Well, this is the story Of my little girl Angel my darling Who's gone from this world We met at a party And then we fell in love She said she'd be faithful And swore by stars above Although she's gone Angel is still a part of me We went to the movies And to the high school prom And our love grew stronger And true from that time on Although she's gone Angel is still a part of me And then one day My angel went Up to heaven so bright And since she's gone Well, I'm all alone Tears fill my eyes every night Dear God up above, Take care of my true love And, darling, I love you You're all I'm dreaming of Although she's gone Angel is in my memory Angel
Billy and Sue by B.J. Thomas & The Triumphs Album : Greatest Hits This is a story about Billy and Sue they were as in love as were any two and yet Billy had to die and when you hear the reason why you'll hang your head and cry Billy and Sue met the first day of school and ever since lived by the golden rule because they'll do unto others what you wouldn't want done to you you'd have to be a fool This mutual agreement of love and trust they would travel the road to marriage or bust and when Billy was old enough to take a wife he was old enough to fight for his country and his way of life Sue's letters came every day strengthened his cause they showed him the way to fight for his country and the girl he loved that's a soldiers only pay But then Billy heard no more from Sue he was worried sick but what could he do the bullets were screaming as he hugged the ground and back home Sue was running round Billy was getting less and less strong his hope his fate was almost gone and then like a miracle the letter appeared Billy tore the letter open and he read dear John A look came over Billy that would scare a ghost familiar look seen on soldiers coast to coast and even though the air was filled with lead Billy jumped up they shot him dead Billy was buried in a far away grave it read for his country his life he gave but that epitaph was only a part he didn't die from a bullet but he died from a broken heart
Blood on The Floor by Fleetwood Mac Written by Jeremy Spencer. Well goodbye world It's sad but true Got a date with the hangman I have to leave you I shot my darlin' Three times of more The reason I'm goin' Is blood on the floor The nights are so lonely The days are so long I'm in the jailhouse Cause they say I've done wrong I don't say I'm sorry I just say I'm sore The reason I'm goin' Is blood on the floor (blood on the floor) Well I came home one night She were lyin' With her legs around Another mans bod She saw me stared laughin' But she cried when she saw my gun Goodbye world I guess we must part They're taking my life Cause I shot my sweetheart I don't say I'm sorry I just say I'm sore The reason I'm goin' Is blood on the floor Oh the reason I'm goin' Is blood on the floor Oh the reason I'm goin' Is the blood on the floor
Bonnie And Clyde by Georgie Fame Bonnie and Clyde were pretty lookin' people But I can tell you people They were the devil's children, Bonnie and Clyde began their evil doin' One lazy afternoon down Savannah way, They robbed a store, and high-tailed outa that town Got clean away in a stolen car, And waited till the heat died down, Bonnie and Clyde advanced their reputation And made the graduation Into the banking business. "Reach for the sky" sweet-talking Clyde would holler As Bonnie loaded dollars in the dewlap bag, Now one brave man-he tried to take 'em alone They left him Iyin' in a pool of blood, And laughed about it all the way home. Bonnie and Clyde got to be public enemy number one Running and hiding from ev'ry American lawman's gun. They used to laugh about dyin', But deep inside 'em they knew That pretty soon they'd be lyin' Beneath the ground together Pushing up daisies to welcome the sun And the morning dew. Acting upon reliable information A fed'ral deputation laid a deadly ambush. When Bonnie and Clyde came walking in the sunshine A half a dozen carbines opened up on them. Bonnie and Clyde, they lived a lot together And finally together they died,
Merle Haggard - Legend of Bonnie and Clyde Bonnie was a waitress in a small cafe Clyde Barrow was the rounder that took her away They both robbed and killed until both of them died So goes the Legend of Bonnie and Clyde. The poems that she wrote of the life that they led Told of the lawmen left dying or dead Some say that Clyde made her life a shame But the legend made Bonnie the head of the game. The rampage grew wilder with each passing day The odds growing smaller with each get-a-way With the end growing closer the harder they fought With blood on their hands they were bound to get caught. They drove back from town on one bright summer day When a man they befriended stepped out in the way With no thought of dyin' they pulled to the side But death lay there waiting for Bonnie and Clyde. Two years or runnin' was ended that day For robbin' and killin' they both had to pay But we'll always remember how they lived and died So goes the Legend of Bonnie and Clyde.
Serge Gainsbourg (duet w/Brigitte Bardot) - Bonnie And Clyde Vous avez lu l'histoire De Jesse James Comment il vecut Comment il est mort Ca vous a plus hein Vous en d'mandez encore Et bien Ecoutez l'histoire De Bonnie and Clyde Alors voila Clyde a une petite amie Elle est belle et son prenom C'est Bonnie A eux deux ils forment Le gang Barrow Leurs noms Bonnie Parker et Clyde Barrow Bonnie and Clyde Bonnie and Clyde Moi lorsque j'ai connu Clyde Autrefois C'etait un gars loyal Honnete et droit Il faut croire Que c'est la societe Qui m'a definitivement abime Bonnie and Clyde Bonnie and Clyde Qu'est c' qu'on a pas ecrit Sur elle et moi On pretend que nous tuons De sang froid C'est pas drol' Mais on est bien oblige De fair' tair' Celui qui s'met a gueuler Bonnie and Clyde Bonnie and Clyde Chaqu'fois qu'un polic'man Se fait buter Qu'un garage ou qu'un' banque Se fait braquer Pour la polic' Ca ne fait pas d'myster C'est signe Clyde Barrow Bonnie Parker Bonnie and Clyde Bonnie and Clyde Maint'nant chaq'fois Qu'on essaie d'se ranger De s'installer tranquill's Dans un meuble Dans les trois jours Voila le tac tac tac Des mitraillett's Qui revienn't a l'attaqu' Bonnie and Clyde Bonnie and Clyde Un de ces quatr' Nous tomberons ensemble Moi j'm'en fous C'est pour Bonnie que je tremble Qu'elle importanc' Qu'ils me fassent la peau Moi Bonnie Je tremble pour Clyde Barrow Bonnie and Clyde Bonnie and Clyde D'tout' facon Ils n'pouvaient plus s'en sortir La seule solution C'etait mourir Mais plus d'un les a suivis En enfer Quand sont morts Barrow et Bonnie Parker Bonnie and Clyde Bonnie and Clyde
A Beginning From An End - by Jan & Dean She looks like you in every way And I love her more with each passing day But that doesn't mean that I don't miss you But when she cries, miss you, miss you The way she dies, miss you, miss you But that doesn't mean you that I don't miss you She reminds me of the morning you left me without warning But that doesn't mean you I don't miss you Whenever I'm holding her hair, I seem to sense your presence here I even get the feeling I could reach out and touch your hand She waits each morning smiling bright She takes my hand and she'll squeeze it tight But that doesn't mean you that I don't miss you But when she cries, miss you, miss you The way she dies, miss you, miss you (Spoken) I can still remember that stifling antiseptic smell of the hospital corridor as you clutched my hand and we hurried down the hall. I think you knew as you looked up at each other that we would never see each other again and I felt so all alone as they wheeled you through the doors and told me to wait and then there was a cry and the doctor came out and showed me our baby girl. You never saw her sweetheart but she must have known her somewhere because she looks and acts and talks like I remember you. But that doesn't mean that I don't miss you But when she cries, miss you, miss you The way she dies, miss you, miss you But that doesn't mean you that I don't miss you
Break It To Them Gently by Burton Cummings Break it to them gently when you tell my Mom and Dad When you see my baby sister be as kind as you can And break it to my Grandma, who said "That boy's wild and bad" Break it to them gently when you tell them that I won't be coming home again Cause I'm running with a gun and it isn't any fun as a fugitive Fightin for my life and I don't know if I'll make it alone Running with a gun and it isn't any fun as a fugitive God I wanna go home Lord I wish I was home When you see my lady with the twinkle in her eyes Tell it to her softly and hold her if she cries Tell her that I love her and I will til the day I die Tell it to her gently when you tell her that I won't be coming home again (chorus) I got in too deep with strangers Thinking they could help me find my way But nobody warned me of the dangers And it's always the young and foolish that have to pay So break it to them gently when you tell my Mom and Dad Thank them for the good years and all the lovin that I had And break it to my Grandma, who said "the boy is wild and bad" Break it to them gently when you tell 'em that I won't be comin home again (chorus) You gotta break it to them gently Gotta really try to roll 'em Gotta break it to them gently Gotta really try to soothe them Gotta really try to roll 'em You gotta roll it to my Mother Gotta roll it to my Grandma Gotta roll the old lady Roll it to my Grandma, she's damn near eighty Roll the old lady
Bloodstains - Agent Orange they can make things worse for me sometimes i'd rather die they can tell me lots of things but i can't see eye to eye well, i know they know the way i think i know they always will but someday i'm gonna change my mind sometimes i'd rather kill bloodstains - speed kills fast cars - cheap thrills rich girls - fine wine i've lost my sense - i've lost control - i've lost my mind things seem so much different now the scene has died away i haven't got a steady job and i've got no place to stay well, it's a futuristic modern world but things aren't what they seem someday you'd better wake up from this stupid fantasy
Beatles - Baby's in Black (Lennon/McCartney) Oh dear, what can I do? Baby's in black and I'm feeling blue, Tell me, oh what can I do? She thinks of him and so she dresses in black, And though he'll never come back, she's dressed in black. Oh dear, what can I do? Baby's in black and I'm feeling blue, Tell me, oh what can I do? I think of her, but she only thinks of him, And though it's only a whim, she thinks of him. Oh how long will it take, Till she sees the mistake she has made? Dear what can I do? Baby's in black and I'm feeling blue, Tell me, oh what can I do? Oh how long it will take, Till she sees the mistake she has made? Dear what can I do? Baby's in black and I'm feeling blue, Tell me, oh what can I do? She thinks of him and so she dresses in black, And though he'll never come back, she's dressed in black. Oh dear, what can I do? Baby's in black and I'm feeling blue, Tell me, oh what can I do?
BARBARA ALLEN Was in the merry month of May When flowers were a bloomin', Sweet William on his death-bed lay For the love of Barbara Allen. Slowly, slowly she got up, And slowly she went nigh him, And all she said when she got there, "Young man, I think you're dying." "O yes, I'm sick and very low, And death is on me dwellin', No better shall I ever be If I don't get Barbara Allen." "Don't you remember the other day When you were in the tavern, I toasted all the ladies there And slighted Barbara Allen?" "O yes, I remember the other day When we were in the Tavern, I toasted all the ladies there, Gave my love to Barbara Allen." He turned his pale face to the wall, And death was on him dwellin'. "Adieu, Adieu, my kind friends all, Be kind to Barbara Allen." As she was walkin' through the fields, She heard the death bells tolling, And every toll they seemed to say, "Hard-hearted Barbara Allen." She looked east, she looked west, She saw his corpse a-comin'. "Lay down, lay down the corpse," she said, "And let me gaze upon him." "O mother, mother make my bed, O make it long and narrow, Sweet William died for me today, I'll die for him tomorrow." Sweet William died on a Saturday night, And Barbara died on Sunday, Her mother died for the love of both, And was buried Easter Monday. They buried Willie in the old church yard, And Barbara there anigh him, And out of his grave grew a red, red rose, And out of hers, a briar. They grew and grew in the old churchyard, Till they couldn't grow no higher, They lapped and tied in a true love's knot. The rose ran around the briar. - VERSION TWO: In Scarlet town where I was born, There was a fair maid dwellin' Made every youth cry Well-a-day, Her name was Barb'ra Allen. All in the merry month of May, When green buds they were swellin' Young Willie Grove on his death-bed lay, For love of Barb'ra Allen. He sent his man unto her then To the town where he was dwellin' You must come to my master, dear, If your name be be Barb'ra Allen. So slowly, slowly she came up, And slowly she came nigh him, And all she said when there she came: "Young man, I think you're dying!" He turned his face unto the wall And death was drawing nigh him. Adieu, adieu, my dear friends all, And be kind to Barb'ra Allen. As she was walking o'er the fields, She heard the death bell knellin', And ev'ry stroke did seem to say, Unworthy Barb'ra Allen. When he was dead and laid in grave, Her heart was struck with sorrow. "Oh mother, mother, make my bed For I shall die tomorrow." And on her deathbed she lay, She begged to be buried by him, And sore repented of the day That she did e'er deny him. "Farewell," she said, "ye virgins all, And shun the fault I fell in, Henceforth take warning by the fall Of cruel Barb'ra Allen." - VERSION THREE: In London town where I was born, And where I got my learning, Sweet William Green took to his bed, For love of Barbara Allen. He sent her letters with his man, She read them small and moving, No better shall ye be, Ye'll not have Barbara Allen. As she walked down the road to home, She saw his hearse a-comin', "Oh, lay him down upon the ground, That I may gaze upon him." "Oh, mother, mother make my bed, Oh, make it long and narrow, Sweet William died for love today, I'll die for him tomorrow." They buried her by the old church tower, Him they laid beside her, And from her grave grew a red, red rose, And from his grave a briar. They grew to top the old church tower, They could not grow no higher, And there they twined in a true lover's knot, Red rose around the briar.
Meat Loaf - Bat Out of Hell The sirens are screaming and the fires are howling Way down in the valley tonight Theres a man in the shadows with a gun in his eye And a blade shining oh so bright Theres evil in the air and theres thunder in the sky And a killers on the bloodshot streets And down in the tunnel where the deadly are rising Oh I swear I saw a young boy Down in the gutter He was starting to foam in the heat Oh baby youre the only thing in this whole world Thats pure and good and right And wherever you are and wherever you go Theres always gonna be some light But I gotta get out I gotta break it out now Before the final crack of dawn So we gotta make the most of our one night together When its over you know Well both be so alone Like a bat out of hell Ill be gone when the morning comes When the night is over Like a bat out of hell Ill be gone gone gone Like a bat out of hell Ill be gone when the morning comes When the day is done And the sun goes down And the moonlights shining through Then like a sinner before the gates of heaven Ill come crawling on back to you Im gonna hit the highway like a battering ram On a silver black phantom bike When the metal is hot and the engine is hungry And were all about to see the light Nothing ever grows in this rotten old hole And everything is stunted and lost And nothing really rocks And nothing really rolls And nothings ever worth the cost And I know that Im damned if I never get out And maybe Im damned if I do But with any other beat I got left in my heart You know Id rather be damned with you If I gotta be damned you know I wanna be damned Dancing through the night with you If I gotta be damned you know I wanna be damned Gotta be damned you know I wanna be damned If gotta be damned you know I wanna be damned Dancing through the night Dancing through the night Dancing through the night with you Oh baby youre the only thing in this whole world Thats pure and good and right And wherever you are and wherever you go Theres always gonna be some light But I gotta get out I gotta break it out now Before the final crack of dawn So we gotta make the most of our one night together When its over you know Well both be so alone Like a bat out of hell Ill be gone when the morning comes When the night is over Like a bat out of hell Ill be gone Like a bat out of hell Ill be gone when the morning comes But when the day is done And the sun goes down And the moonlights shining through Then like a sinner before the gates of heaven Ill come crawling on back to you Then like a sinner before the gates of heaven Ill come crawling on back to you I can see myself Tearing up the road Faster than any other boy has ever gone And my skin is rough but my soul is ripe And no ones gonna stop me now I gotta make my escape But I cant stop thinking of you And I never see the sudden curve until its way too late I never see the sudden curve until its way too late Then Im dying on the bottom of a pit in the blazing sun Torn and twisted at the foot of a burning bike And I think somebody somewhere must be tolling a bell And the last thing I see is my heart Still beating Breaking out of my body And flying away Like a bat out of hell Then Im dying at the bottom of a pit in the blazing sun Torn and twisted at the foot of a burning bike And I think somebody somewhere must be tolling a bell And the last thing I see is my heart Still beating Still beating Breaking out of my body and flying away Like a bat out of hell Like a bat out of hell Like a bat out of hell Like a bat out of hell Like a bat out of hell Like a bat out of hell
Ballad of Thunder Road (Robert Mitchum & Don Raye (Capitol Records)) Let me tell the story, I can tell it all; About the mountain boy who ran illegal alcohol. His daddy made the whiskey, the son he drove the load; And when his engine roared they called the highway "Thunder Road". Sometimes into Ashville, sometimes Memphis town. The Revenuers chased him but they couldn't run him down. Each time they thought they had him his engine would explode. He'd go by like they were standing still on "Thunder Road". CHO: And there was thunder, thunder over "Thunder Road", Thunder was his engine and white lightening was his load. And there was moonshine, moonshine to quench the devil's thirst. The law they ( swore they'd get him but) the devil got him first. last chorus: (never got him 'cause) It was on the first of April, Nineteen-Fifty-Four The Federal man sent word he'd better make his run no more. He said "200 agents were covering the state; Which ever road he tried to take they'd get him sure as fate. 'Son' his daddy told him, 'make this run your last. The tank is filled with 100 proof; you're all tuned-up and gassed. Now don't take any chances, if you can't get through. I'd rather have you back again than all that Mountain Dew.' Roaring out of Harlan; revving up his mill. He shot the Gap at Cumberland and streamed by Maynardville. With G men on his tail light; road block up ahead, The mountain boy took roads that even angels feared to tread. Blazing right through Knoxville, out on Kingston Pike, Then right outside of Bearden, they made the fatal strike. He left the road at 90; that's all there is to say. The devil got the moonshine and the mountain boy that day.
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