All simple monkeys with alien babies
Amphetamines for boys, crucifixes for ladies
Sampled and soulless, worldwide and real webbed
You sell all the living for more safer dead
Anything to belong
Anything to belong
Rock is deader than dead
Shock is all in your head
Your sex and your dope is all that we're fed
So f*ck all your protests and put them to bed
God is in the TV
Rock! La, la, la, la, la, la
Rock! La, la, la, la, la
Rock! La, la, la, la, la, la
Rock! La, la, la, la, la
One thousand mothers are praying for it
We're so full of hope and so full of shit
Build a new God to medicate and to ape
Sell us Ersatz dressed up and real fake
Anything to belong
Anything to belong
Rock is deader than dead
Shock is all in your head
Your sex and your dope is all that we're fed
So f*ck all your protests and put them to bed
God is in the TV
Rock! La, la, la, la, la, la
Rock! La, la, la, la, la
Rock! La, la, la, la, la, la
Rock! La, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la
Rock is deader than dead
Shock is all in your head
Your sex and your dope is all that we're fed
So f*ck all your protests and put them to bed
Rock (rock) is deader than dead
Shock (shock) is all in your head
Your sex and your dope is all that we're fed
So f*ck all your protests and put them to bed
Matrix Soundtrack Album Lyrics
Matrix Soundtrack Lyrics
- Marilyn Manson - Rock Is Dead
- Propellerheads - Spybreak! (Short One)
- Ministry - Bad Blood
- Rob d - Clubbed To Death
- Meat Beat Manifesto - Prime Audio Soup
- Lunatic Calm - Leave You Far Behind
- Prodigy - Mindfields
- Rob Zombie - Dragula
- Deftones - My Own Summer (Shove It)
- Hive - Ultrasonic Sound
- Monster Magnet - Look to Your Orb for the Warning
- Rammstein - Du Hast
- Rage Against the Machine - Wake Up
Writer: Brian Hugh Warner, Jeordie White, Stephen Gregory Jr Bier
Copyright: Lyrics © HORI PRO ENTERTAINMENT GROUP
Copyright: Lyrics © HORI PRO ENTERTAINMENT GROUP
Writer: ALEX MICHAEL GIFFORD
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Ministry - Bad Blood
What's lies?
Full moon and thoughts collide
We look for answers in those catatonic, dying blod-shot eyes
We ask if vermin are the ones that already learned
Those aren't tears,
They're just bad bad blood
Just bad bad blood!
What lies?
No big surprise.
We get our clues from the ones who thought up they will conquer us
Are we too f*cked to say the end is here too much?
We're in denial with bad blood
[Chorus]
Do you remember the strain?
Do you remember the pain?
Do you remember who caused all the blame?)
Bad Blood!
Do you remember me?
Do you remember us?
Do you surrender your dreams or your trust?
Bad Blood!
What lies?
He's finally come alive
Out of these mediocre plentiful things all the time
A steady stream of madness
Conscious to a flood
The clock is ticking for Bad Blood
[Chorus]
Full moon and thoughts collide
We look for answers in those catatonic, dying blod-shot eyes
We ask if vermin are the ones that already learned
Those aren't tears,
They're just bad bad blood
Just bad bad blood!
What lies?
No big surprise.
We get our clues from the ones who thought up they will conquer us
Are we too f*cked to say the end is here too much?
We're in denial with bad blood
[Chorus]
Do you remember the strain?
Do you remember the pain?
Do you remember who caused all the blame?)
Bad Blood!
Do you remember me?
Do you remember us?
Do you surrender your dreams or your trust?
Bad Blood!
What lies?
He's finally come alive
Out of these mediocre plentiful things all the time
A steady stream of madness
Conscious to a flood
The clock is ticking for Bad Blood
[Chorus]
Writer: AL JOURGENSEN, PAUL BARKER, DEBORAH COON, REY WASHAM
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Writer: C. DODD, JOHN STEPHEN CORRIGAN
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, THIRD SIDE MUSIC INC.
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, THIRD SIDE MUSIC INC.
Lunatic Calm - Leave You Far Behind
I wanna take you on a roller coaster
I wanna tell you that I'm feeling closer
I wanna push it right over the line [2x]
The line that you draw as you draw me near [2x]
I want [5x], I wanna leave you far behind...
I wanna tell you that I'm feeling closer
I wanna push it right over the line [2x]
The line that you draw as you draw me near [2x]
I want [5x], I wanna leave you far behind...
Writer: HOWARD SAUNDERS, SIMON KEITH SHACKLETON
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Prodigy - Mindfields
This is dangerous,
Open up your head feel shell shock
This is dangerous,
I walk through mindfields so watch your head rock
Open up your head feel shell shock
This is dangerous,
I walk through mindfields so watch your head rock
Writer: LIAM HOWLETT
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Rob Zombie - Dragula
(Superstition, fear, and jealousy)
Dead I am the one, exterminating son
Slipping through the trees, strangling the breeze
Dead I am the sky, watching angels cry
While they slowly turn, conquering the worm
Dig through the ditches
And burn through the witches
I slam in the back of my Dragula!
Dig through the ditches
And burn through the witches
I slam in the back of my Dragula!
Dead I am the pool, spreading from the fool
Weak and what you need, nowhere as you bleed
Dead I am the rat, feast upon the cat
Tender is the fur, dying as you purr
Dig through the ditches
And burn through the witches
I slam in the back of my Dragula!
Dig through the ditches
And burn through the witches
I slam in the back of my Dragula!
Do it baby, do it baby
Do it baby, do it baby
(And burn like an animal)
Dead I am the life, dig into the skin
Knuckle crack the bone, twenty-one to win
Dead I am the dog, "Hound of Hell", you cry
Devil on your back, I can never die
Dig through the ditches
And burn through the witches
I slam in the back of my Dragula!
Dig through the ditches
And burn through the witches
I slam in the back of my Dragula!
Do it baby, do it baby
Do it baby, do it baby
(And burn like an animal)
Dig through the ditches
And burn through the witches
I slam in the back of my Dragula!
Dig through the ditches
And burn through the witches
I slam in the back of my Dragula!
Dig through the ditches
And burn through the witches
I slam in the back of my Dragula!
Dead I am the one, exterminating son
Slipping through the trees, strangling the breeze
Dead I am the sky, watching angels cry
While they slowly turn, conquering the worm
Dig through the ditches
And burn through the witches
I slam in the back of my Dragula!
Dig through the ditches
And burn through the witches
I slam in the back of my Dragula!
Dead I am the pool, spreading from the fool
Weak and what you need, nowhere as you bleed
Dead I am the rat, feast upon the cat
Tender is the fur, dying as you purr
Dig through the ditches
And burn through the witches
I slam in the back of my Dragula!
Dig through the ditches
And burn through the witches
I slam in the back of my Dragula!
Do it baby, do it baby
Do it baby, do it baby
(And burn like an animal)
Dead I am the life, dig into the skin
Knuckle crack the bone, twenty-one to win
Dead I am the dog, "Hound of Hell", you cry
Devil on your back, I can never die
Dig through the ditches
And burn through the witches
I slam in the back of my Dragula!
Dig through the ditches
And burn through the witches
I slam in the back of my Dragula!
Do it baby, do it baby
Do it baby, do it baby
(And burn like an animal)
Dig through the ditches
And burn through the witches
I slam in the back of my Dragula!
Dig through the ditches
And burn through the witches
I slam in the back of my Dragula!
Dig through the ditches
And burn through the witches
I slam in the back of my Dragula!
Writer: Robert Zombie, Scott Humphrey
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Deftones - My Own Summer (Shove It)
Hey you, big star
Tell me when it's over (cloud)
Hey you, big mood, guide me to shelter
'Cause I'm through
When the two hits the six and it's summer (cloud)
Come (shove it, shove it, shove it)
Shove (shove it, shove it, shove it)
The sun (shove it, shove it, shove it)
Aside (shove it aside)
I think God is moving its tongue
There's no crowds in the street
And no sun
In my own summer
The shade is a tool, a device, a savior
See, I try and look up to the sky
But my eyes burn (cloud)
Come (shove it, shove it, shove it)
Shove (shove it, shove it, shove it)
The sun (shove it, shove it, shove it)
Aside (shove it aside)
Come (shove it, shove it, shove it)
Shove (shove it, shove it, shove it)
The sun (shove it, shove it, shove it)
Aside (shove it aside)
I think God is moving its tongue
There's no crowd in the street
And no sun
In my own summer
Come (shove it, shove it, shove it)
Shove (shove it, shove it, shove it)
The sun (shove it, shove it, shove it)
Aside (shove it aside)
Tell me when it's over (cloud)
Hey you, big mood, guide me to shelter
'Cause I'm through
When the two hits the six and it's summer (cloud)
Come (shove it, shove it, shove it)
Shove (shove it, shove it, shove it)
The sun (shove it, shove it, shove it)
Aside (shove it aside)
I think God is moving its tongue
There's no crowds in the street
And no sun
In my own summer
The shade is a tool, a device, a savior
See, I try and look up to the sky
But my eyes burn (cloud)
Come (shove it, shove it, shove it)
Shove (shove it, shove it, shove it)
The sun (shove it, shove it, shove it)
Aside (shove it aside)
Come (shove it, shove it, shove it)
Shove (shove it, shove it, shove it)
The sun (shove it, shove it, shove it)
Aside (shove it aside)
I think God is moving its tongue
There's no crowd in the street
And no sun
In my own summer
Come (shove it, shove it, shove it)
Shove (shove it, shove it, shove it)
The sun (shove it, shove it, shove it)
Aside (shove it aside)
Writer: Abe Cunningham, Chi Cheng, Chino Camilo Moreno, Stephen Carpenter
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Hive - Ultrasonic Sound
If you begin to feel overload,
you'll begin to feel what we are saying.
If you begin to feel overload,
consider your Earth lookinf for you.
Ultrasonic sound [reapeat lots]
Ultrasonic sound comin' out your speaker
There are doors I haven't opened...
And windows I have yet to look through...
Goind forward may not be the answer...
Maybe I should go back
Rhythm is the key as we open up the door... [repeats alot]
Some musical rhythms can mess with your head
you'll begin to feel what we are saying.
If you begin to feel overload,
consider your Earth lookinf for you.
Ultrasonic sound [reapeat lots]
Ultrasonic sound comin' out your speaker
There are doors I haven't opened...
And windows I have yet to look through...
Goind forward may not be the answer...
Maybe I should go back
Rhythm is the key as we open up the door... [repeats alot]
Some musical rhythms can mess with your head
Writer: ANITA KERR, DARRYL AARON JENIFER, GARY W MILLER, MICHAEL D PETRIE, PAUL D HUDSON, ROD MCKUEN
Copyright: Lyrics © DELLA BLUE MUSIC LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © DELLA BLUE MUSIC LLC
Monster Magnet - Look to Your Orb for the Warning
Going down now
The mountain screamed three times today
I guess it thought it'd like to play
How much does one have to pay
To fry a peak and melt away
Launching titan's breath on mine
The sweating measure lands on time
And the old man, down by the river
Well he walks up and he walks on down
To the spaceship that's parked at your doorstep
And it's waiting to take you away now
Goin' down now
Goin' down now
Looking for the rate that crowed
He's hooked up down in Mexico
Slap my nerve now give me more
It's my disaster friend, not yours
And the old man, down by the river
Well he walks up and he walks on down
To the spaceship that's parked at your doorstep
And it's waiting to take you away now
And the last one, it's down by the river
Where he gets up and he walks on down
To the spaceship that's parked at your doorstep
And it's waiting to take you away now
It's down by the river, it's always this way now
It's down by the river, it's always this way now
Going down now
Going down now
now, now, now
down, down, down
The mountain screamed three times today
I guess it thought it'd like to play
How much does one have to pay
To fry a peak and melt away
Launching titan's breath on mine
The sweating measure lands on time
And the old man, down by the river
Well he walks up and he walks on down
To the spaceship that's parked at your doorstep
And it's waiting to take you away now
Goin' down now
Goin' down now
Looking for the rate that crowed
He's hooked up down in Mexico
Slap my nerve now give me more
It's my disaster friend, not yours
And the old man, down by the river
Well he walks up and he walks on down
To the spaceship that's parked at your doorstep
And it's waiting to take you away now
And the last one, it's down by the river
Where he gets up and he walks on down
To the spaceship that's parked at your doorstep
And it's waiting to take you away now
It's down by the river, it's always this way now
It's down by the river, it's always this way now
Going down now
Going down now
now, now, now
down, down, down
Writer: DAVID WYNDORF
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, THE BICYCLE MUSIC COMPANY
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, THE BICYCLE MUSIC COMPANY
Rammstein - Du Hast
Du
Du hast
Du hast mich
Du
Du hast
Du hast mich
Du
Du hast
Du hast mich
Du
Du hast
Du hast mich
Du
Du hast
Du hast mich
Du hast mich
Du hast mich gefragt
Du hast mich gefragt
Du hast mich gefragt und ich hab' nichts gesagt
Willst du bis der Tod euch scheidet
Treu ihr sein für alle Tage
Nein
Nein
Willst du bis der Tod euch scheidet
Treu ihr sein für alle Tage
Nein
Nein
Du
Du hast
Du hast mich
Du
Du hast
Du hast mich
Du
Du hast
Du hast mich
Du hast mich
Du hast mich gefragt
Du hast mich gefragt
Du hast mich gefragt und ich hab' nichts gesagt
Willst du bis der Tod euch scheidet
Treu ihr sein für alle Tage
Nein
Nein
Willst du bis zum Tod, der scheidet
Sie lieben auch in schlechten Tagen
Nein
Nein
Willst du bis der Tod euch scheidet
Treu ihr sein
Nein
Nein
Du hast
Du hast mich
Du
Du hast
Du hast mich
Du
Du hast
Du hast mich
Du
Du hast
Du hast mich
Du
Du hast
Du hast mich
Du hast mich
Du hast mich gefragt
Du hast mich gefragt
Du hast mich gefragt und ich hab' nichts gesagt
Willst du bis der Tod euch scheidet
Treu ihr sein für alle Tage
Nein
Nein
Willst du bis der Tod euch scheidet
Treu ihr sein für alle Tage
Nein
Nein
Du
Du hast
Du hast mich
Du
Du hast
Du hast mich
Du
Du hast
Du hast mich
Du hast mich
Du hast mich gefragt
Du hast mich gefragt
Du hast mich gefragt und ich hab' nichts gesagt
Willst du bis der Tod euch scheidet
Treu ihr sein für alle Tage
Nein
Nein
Willst du bis zum Tod, der scheidet
Sie lieben auch in schlechten Tagen
Nein
Nein
Willst du bis der Tod euch scheidet
Treu ihr sein
Nein
Nein
Writer: Richard Z. Kruspe, Paul Landers, Till Lindemann, Doktor Christian Lorenz, Oliver Riedel, Christoph Doom Schneider
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Rage Against the Machine - Wake Up
Come on
Come on, although ya try to discredit
Ya still never read it
The needle, I'll thread it, radically poetic
Standin' with the fury that they had in '66
And like E-Double I'm Mad
Still knee-deep in the system's shit
Hoover, he was a body remover
I'll give you a dose but it can never come close
To the rage built up inside of me
Fist in the air, in the land of hypocrisy
Movements come and movements go
Leaders speak, movements cease
When their heads are flown
'Cause all these punks got bullets in their heads
Departments of police (what), the judges (what), the feds (the feds)
Networks at work, keeping people calm
You know they went after King when he spoke out on Vietnam
He turned the power to the have-nots
And then came the shot
Yeah, yeah, back in this
With poetry my mind, I flex
Flip like Wilson, vocals never lackin' that finesse
What do I got to, what do I got to do to wake you up?
To shake you up, to break the structure up
'Cause blood still flows in the gutter
I'm like takin' photos, mad boy kicks open the shutter
Set the groove, then stick and move like I was Cassius
Rep the stutter step then bomb a left upon the fascists
Yeah, several federal men
Who pulled schemes on the dream and put it to an end
You better beware of retribution with mind war
Twenty-twenty visions and murals with metaphors
Networks at work, keepin' people calm
Ya know they murdered X and tried to blame it on Islam
He turned the power to the have-nots
And then came the shot
What was the price on his head?
What was the price on his head?
I think I heard a shot
I think I heard a shot
I think I heard a shot
I think I heard a shot
I think I heard a shot
I think I heard, I think I heard a shot
Black Nationalism, he may be a brave new contender for this position
Should he abandon his supposed obedience to white liberal doctrine
Of non-violence and embrace Black Nationalism
Through counter-intelligence it should be possible to
Pinpoint potential trouble-makers and neutralize them
Through counter-intelligence it should be possible to
Pinpoint potential trouble-makers and neutralize them
And neutralize them, and neutralize them, and neutralize them
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up
How long? Not long
'Cause what you reap is what you sow
Come on, although ya try to discredit
Ya still never read it
The needle, I'll thread it, radically poetic
Standin' with the fury that they had in '66
And like E-Double I'm Mad
Still knee-deep in the system's shit
Hoover, he was a body remover
I'll give you a dose but it can never come close
To the rage built up inside of me
Fist in the air, in the land of hypocrisy
Movements come and movements go
Leaders speak, movements cease
When their heads are flown
'Cause all these punks got bullets in their heads
Departments of police (what), the judges (what), the feds (the feds)
Networks at work, keeping people calm
You know they went after King when he spoke out on Vietnam
He turned the power to the have-nots
And then came the shot
Yeah, yeah, back in this
With poetry my mind, I flex
Flip like Wilson, vocals never lackin' that finesse
What do I got to, what do I got to do to wake you up?
To shake you up, to break the structure up
'Cause blood still flows in the gutter
I'm like takin' photos, mad boy kicks open the shutter
Set the groove, then stick and move like I was Cassius
Rep the stutter step then bomb a left upon the fascists
Yeah, several federal men
Who pulled schemes on the dream and put it to an end
You better beware of retribution with mind war
Twenty-twenty visions and murals with metaphors
Networks at work, keepin' people calm
Ya know they murdered X and tried to blame it on Islam
He turned the power to the have-nots
And then came the shot
What was the price on his head?
What was the price on his head?
I think I heard a shot
I think I heard a shot
I think I heard a shot
I think I heard a shot
I think I heard a shot
I think I heard, I think I heard a shot
Black Nationalism, he may be a brave new contender for this position
Should he abandon his supposed obedience to white liberal doctrine
Of non-violence and embrace Black Nationalism
Through counter-intelligence it should be possible to
Pinpoint potential trouble-makers and neutralize them
Through counter-intelligence it should be possible to
Pinpoint potential trouble-makers and neutralize them
And neutralize them, and neutralize them, and neutralize them
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up
How long? Not long
'Cause what you reap is what you sow
Writer: Tim Commerford, Zach De La Rocha, Tom Morello, Brad Wilk
Copyright: Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing
