3942 |
There's a hole in my soul, been killing me forever, where the garden never grows. |
Aerosmith, |
Hole In My Soul |
3943 |
There's a man upon that ledge, he's only cleaning windows. What a shame for the pain we're missing. Gonna lean back on my wall and pray for him to fall. |
Pete Townshend, |
Street In The City |
3944 |
There's no time to discriminate, hate every motherfucker that's in your way. |
Marilyn Manson, |
The Beautiful People |
3945 |
They die by the knife, and strangulation, lead pipe to the head. They squeal like pigs until I shit upon their severed head. |
Autopsy, |
Dark Crusade |
3946 |
They say there's a heaven for those who wait, some say it's better I say it ain't. |
Billy Joel, |
Only The Good Die Young |
3947 |
They tied his arms behind his back to teach him how to swim, they put blood in his coffee and milk in his gin. |
Lou Reed, |
The Blue Mask |
3948 |
Things are getting worse, but I feel a lot better. |
Counting Crows, |
Amy Hit The Atmosphere |
3949 |
This ain't no upwardly mobile freeway, oh no, this is the road to hell. |
Chris Rea, |
Road To Hell |
3950 |
To anyone who's listening, you're not born into sin. The guilt they try and give you, puke it in the nearest bin. |
Red Hot Chili Peppers, |
Shallow Be Thy Name |
3951 |
To think I killed a cat, and may I say, oh no, not their way. But no, no, not me, I did it my way. |
Sex Pistols, |
My Way |
3952 |
Tonight this 'hood will be a pyre, I'm gonna set your house on fire. I'll dance around the pretty flames, such a wonderful game. |
Offspring, |
Burn It Up |
3953 |
Two hundred million guns are loaded, Satan cries, take aim. |
Creedence Clearwater Revival, |
Run Through The Jungle |
3954 |
We all want to change the world, but when you talk about destruction, don't you know that you can count me out, in. |
The Beatles, |
Revolution I |
3955 |
We are the saints of hell, we're going down into the fire. |
Judas Priest, |
Saints In Hell |
3956 |
We fabricate our demons, invite them in our homes, have supper with the aliens, and fight the war alone. |
Dream Theatre, |
Lines In The Sand |
3957 |
We hate malls, but we love our beer. And we hate our mothers. Hate is our idea of having fun. |
Elvis Hitler, |
Misanthropes |
3958 |
Welcome to the pain, its glorious hour. Say hello to hate, tap into the power. |
Suicidal Tendencies, |
Tap Into The Power |
3959 |
We're living in a system that the devil designed, and suffering from this devil's most heinous crime. He's tried to keep us from the reason we were born, that is to be the living truth in human form. |
Prince, |
The Work Part 1 |
3960 |
What is precious, for death is unanswered? Do sin. |
Pantera, |
Slaughtered |
3961 |
What man has created, man can destroy. Bring to light that day of joy. |
Entombed, |
Left Hand Path |