Origins, Vol. 1
Ev'rywhere I hear the sound of marching, charging feet, boy 'Cause summer's here and the time is right for fighting in the street, boy Well then what can a poor boy do Except to sing for a rock 'n' roll band 'Cause in sleepy London town There's just no place for a street fighting man No! Hey! Think the time is right for a violent revolution 'Cause where I live the game to play is compromise solution Well then what can a poor boy do Except to sing for a rock 'n' roll band 'Cause in sleepy London town There's no place for a street fighting man No! Get down Hey! Said my name is called disturbance I'll shout and scream, I'll kill the king, I'll rail at all his servants Well, what can a poor boy do Except to sing for a rock 'n' roll band 'Cause in sleepy London town There's no place for a street fighting man No Get down
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Feb 11, 2026
It's very far away It takes about half a day To get there, if we travel by my a.....dragonfly No, it's not in Spain But all the same You know It's a groovy name And the wind's just right Hang on, My Darling Hang on if you want to go You know it's a really groovy place And it's just a little bit of Spanish Castle Magic The clouds are really low And they overflow With cotton candy And battle grounds Red and brown But it's all in your mind Don't think your time On bad things Just float your little mind around Look out Hang on, My Darling, Yeah Hang on if you want to go It puts everything else on the shelf With just a little bit of Spanish Castle Magic Just a little bit of daydream here and there Hang on, My Darling, Yeah Hang on if you want to go It puts everything else on the shelf With just a little bit of Spanish Castle Magic Just a little bit of daydream here and there
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Feb 11, 2026
Baby, baby... I'm gonna bring it on home to you I've got my ticket, I've got that load. Got up, gone higher, all aboard Take my seat, right way back. ooh yeah. Watch this train roll down the track I'm gonna bring it on home, Bring it on home to you Watch out, watch out... Try to tell you baby, what you tryin' to do? Tryin' to love me baby, love some other man too Bring it on home... Went a little walk downtown, messed and got back late Found a note there waiting, it said, "Daddy, I just can't wait." Bring it on home... Bring it back home to me baby... Tell you, pretty baby, you love to mess me `round I'm gonna give you lovin', baby, gonna move you out o' town Bring it on home... Sweetest little baby, daddy ever saw I'm gonna give you lovin' baby, I'm gonna give you more Bring it on home... Bring it on home, Bring it on home to you...
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Feb 11, 2026
Wild thing You make my heart sing You make everything groovy Wild thing Wild thing, I think I love you But I wanna know for sure Come on and hold me tight I love you Wild thing You make my heart sing You make everything groovy Wild thing Wild thing, I think you move me But I wanna know for sure So c'mon and hold me tight You move me Wild thing You make my heart sing You make everything groovy Wild thing Wild thing C'mon, c'mon, wild thing Shake it, shake it, wild thing
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Feb 11, 2026
I like to dream yes, yes, right between my sound machine On a cloud of sound I drift in the night Any place it goes is right Goes far, flies near, to the stars away from here Well, you don't know what we can find Why don't you come with me little girl On a magic carpet ride You don't know what we can see Why don't you tell your dreams to me Fantasy will set you free Close your eyes girl Look inside girl Let the sound take you away Last night I held Aladdin's lamp And so I wished that I could stay Before the thing could answer me Well, someone came and took the lamp away I looked around, a lousy candle's all I found Well, you don't know what we can find Why don't you come with me little girl On a magic carpet ride Well, you don't know what we can see Why don't you tell your dreams to me Fantasy will set you free Close your eyes girl Look inside girl Let the sound take you away
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Feb 11, 2026
Whoo, alright My heater's broke and I'm so tired I need some fuel to build a fire The girl next door, her lights are out, yeah The landlord's gone, I'm down and out Ooh, it's cold gin time again You know it'll always win Cold gin time again You know it's the only thing That keeps us together, ow It's time to leave and get another quart Around the corner at the liquor store Haha, the cheapest stuff is all I need To get me back on my feet again Ooh, it's cold gin time again You know it'll always win It's cold gin time again You know it's the only thing That keeps us together, ow Whoa yeah Ooh, it's cold gin time again You know it'll always win It's cold gin time again You know it's the only thing That keeps us together, ow
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Feb 11, 2026
Baby, I feel good From the moment I arise Feel good from morning Till the end of the day Till the end of the day Yeah, you and me We live this life From when we get up Till we go sleep at night You and me were free We do as we please, yeah From morning, till the end of the day Till the end of the day Yeah, I get up And I see the sun up And I feel good, yeah 'Cause my life has begun You and me were free We do as we please, yeah From morning, till the end of the day Till the end of the day You and me were free We do as we please, yeah From morning, till the end of the day Till the end of the day Till the end of the day Till the end of the day Till the end of the day Till the end of the day
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Feb 11, 2026
Been under fire sixteen years Just waitin' for his time to come He fought the lies, fought back the tears Can't wait to hear that starting gun There ain't nobody gonna step on his dreams So he held his hands high and screamed Get me out of this rock and roll hell, take me far away Get me out of this rock and roll hell Get me out of this rock and roll hell, I need to get away Get me out of this rock and roll hell He's on the edge, he can feel it in his heart This time the pressure's really on He's gonna fight it, might even steal a guitar This time tomorrow he'll be gone There ain't nobody gonna tell him what to do Think he's a little like me and you He's on the run, won't stand for second place But his turn may never come He's not a victim, you can see it in his face But he can't see what he's become Well, he wants it bad, but he wants no charity He seems to think it's his destiny I need to get away
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Feb 11, 2026