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I can’t talk, I can’t walk I can’t think, I can’t drink I can’t crawl, I can’t fall I can’t move, but I can groove I got a wild fire, I got a wild fire in my bed She’s just a wild fire Wild fire is a high wire in my head That’s what I said She don't cook and she don’t look She can dance, she put me in a trance And she got class, everyone she pass She got radiation, she got syncopation I got a wild fire, a wild fire in my bed My baby's a wild fire Wild fire is a high wire in my head That’s what I said Ooh, don’t you know you hurt me? I can’t breathe but I can see I can stroll, I can rock and roll I’ve got this fever and I’ve got pain Talk about a wild fire cutting through my brain I got a wild fire, a wild fire in my bed My baby's a wild fire Wild fire, a high wire in my head That’s what I said Ooh, you know you hurt me I can’t talk, I can’t walk Well, I can’t think, and baby I can’t drink Well, I can’t crawl, and baby I can’t fall Well, I can’t move, you know I can groove I got a wild fire, a wild fire in my bed My baby's a wild fire Wild fire, a high wire in my head Oh, Lord I said, ooh, don’t you know you know you hurt me?
Submitted by The Void — Mar 26, 2026
Well she's dreaming of boys through the day She goes out and about in her way And her teacher is putting her down 'Cause she's strutting her stuff in the town She'll love her life in a stage She's a rock and roll queen in a cage But she don't play guitar, 'cause that's going too far Her daddy is rich and said "she's a crazy bitch" High school girl, high school girl A little bad, bad girl, she's just a high school girl She carries her books in her head She does all of her homework in bed Always gets ten out of ten But her favourite subject is men But she can't get away from the rules It's a hell of a fight making school She can't break away from the playground today But she takes a test Some boys are gonna get the best High school girl, high school girl She's just a bad, bad girl, she's just a high school girl High school girl, high school girl A little bad, bad girl, high school girl She goes snaking away in the night But never into a fight And round and about she will moan But she knows that she's got to get home Sometime in her life she'll be wed She'll be thinking of things that I said Now those little girl and you are real class For you little wife, they were the best of your life High school girl, high school girl A little bad, bad girl, high school girl She was a high school girl, high school girl A little bad, bad girl, just a high school girl
Submitted by The Void — Mar 26, 2026
Hear me call, panzer division destroyed Power gun pounding and well deployed Everyman seems to burn, die in hell Twisted steel, twistedness sealed the deal Hear me call, panzer division destroyed Absolute; no sign of life at all Crushing men, living men have all gone Hear me call, panzer division destroyed Cold and burned, the smoke and blood inside Pure light splits the night with a flame Blinding rage, get in touch with our plane Hear me call, panzer division destroyed Pretty sight, pounding fire, finding home Well I'm in sight cutting through hostile zone Only sound on the ground is a moan
Submitted by The Void — Mar 26, 2026
Wealthy Jim had a sordid love affair You know it cost him four and a half grand A high court judge who just wouldn't budge He said your crime fits in the land 'Cos little Jimmy had a roving eye But he didn't have a wooden leg Well his heart was wood He said that's no good Or so the verdict said Lies of Jim the E-Type lover Lies of Jim the E-Type lover Pay and then you run for cover From the lies of Jim the E-Type lover The judge he said you've been a wicked little man I'm gonna have to slap you down boy Now you took this little child And you drove her wild You treated her like a toy Well this I will not tolerate You're gonna have to pay the price You've gotta give that lady some compensation A Jaguar would suffice Lies of Jim the E-Type lover Lies of Jim the E-Type lover Pay and then you run for cover From the lies of Jim the E-Type lover Wealthy Jim put his hand into his pocket What the judge drew kinda hit him like a rocket The man at the back said he thought he saw a tear Run down Jim's cheek, settle by his ear Prosecution witness noted his distress But liked to smile across at jimmy in a mess He didn't care for the people in the room He thought the mans smile rubbed more salt into the wound Lies of Jim the E-Type lover Lies of Jim the E-Type lover Pay and then you run for cover From the lies of Jim the E-Type lover Love is not a thing you buy, love is not a car For compensation for Lorraine Who lost her precious Jaguar Thirty pieces of silver steel The pace of love behind the wheel Jim! Won't you tell me what you've done It only started out as a bit of fun Will return you hungry young man To eat the flesh of a young virgin I believe in the word of the law Is justice done is all that I saw Jim would say if you wanna have a ball Beware! The writings on the wall
Submitted by The Void — Mar 26, 2026