Lyght, Todd Filmography

• Super Bowl XXXIV
  2000, role: actor , character name: Himself - St. Louis Rams Left Cornerback

• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Dead God - Marilyn Manson
• 4ad3dcd - Half Man Half Biscuit
• Dead Cat - Macc Lads
• Do It Good - Bill Withers
• Dead Code - Born From Pain
• Do It Good - KC & The Sunshine Band
• Doe Het Goed - Van Dik Hout
• Too Hott - Mike D
• Do It Good - A Taste Of Honey
• Dead God - Skold
• Do It Good - Tygers Of Pan Tang
• Death Squad - Paragon

re-write the constitution
it says define a revolution
the end is here
if you're a part of the institution
you're not a part of the resolution
bow down to fear
[oi, oi]
i am the president
[oi, oi]
we own the world
[oi, oi]
i am the king of the world
the only good god is a dead god
the only god good for me
the only good god is a dead god, baby
the only damn god i need
dont draw your own conclusion
submit to the grand illusion
get on your knees
there will be no absolution
no final step of evolution
the end is near
[oi, oi]
i am the president
[oi, oi]
we own the world
[oi, oi]
i am the king of the world
the only good god is a dead god
the only god good for me
the only good god is a dead god, baby
the only damn god i need
the only good god is a dead god
the only god good for me
the only good god is a dead god, baby
the only damn god i need
your world means nothing to me
you say what you think
stand on your kings
and when you're all done with me fulfill your own prophecy
gnaw skin off my teeth
the only good god is a dead god
the only god good for me
the only good god is a dead god, baby
the only damn god i need
the only good god is a dead god
the only god good for me
the only good god is a dead god, baby
the only fuckin god i need
i killed your king of deciet
chaos, come onto me, i am free
and when you're all done with me
consumed by your own fucking greed

I dream of occasional fanzine mentions
I’ve been to one too many David Lynch Conventions
I play postal chess with a man who doesn’t know me
And I’ve got a better frown than Tony Iommi
I’ve got a 4AD3DCD
A 4AD3DCD
A 4AD3DCD
And I’m on a foundation course
Formed a band had loads of good songs like
“Love Froth Tuesday”, “Pancake Candy Shoes”
Got a good guitarist, but he’s got a sad barnet
“Kiss Cream Carnival”, “Lime Sky Spooky Pills”
It’s me 4AD3DCD
Me 4AD3DCD
Me 4AD3DCD
And I’m on a foundation course
Playing eerie madrigals
On the campus egg slicer
I’m a pop sensation
I’m an all-round icon
Thank God Cardigan
Laugh Crash Sunday School
Kiss Cream Carnival
Lime Sky Spooky Pills
The flotsam, the jetsam
The cherubim and seraphim
On me foundation course
Of course
You’re the man, Ray
It’s me 4AD3DCD
Me 4AD3DCD
David Dundas got no rock cakes

A ya ya ya ya ya yaaar...
No petrol in the van,
Knee deep in empty cans,
We've lost the map, the tyre's flat, the bloody kid's been banned,
We stopped off for some grease, Nevis is obese,
We left him standing empty handed,
Ten miles outside Leeds.
Oh no...
Just find us a pub where the ale and tarts are free,
Lock that fucking door,
We'll drink beer to eternity.
Someone farted in the back,
Fast Fret found a cat,
It was in the road, all stiff and cold and squashed and thin and flat,
He wants to bring it back in a Tesco bag,
It's got one eye, it's full of flies,
He's got to have something to shag,
For fuck's sake...
Just find us a pub where the ale and tarts are free,
Lock that fucking door,
We'll drink beer to eternity.

(Do it good)
(Do it good)
(Do it good)
If you want to kiss a funky beagle,
Hitch a ride upon an eagle
Read a catalog from Spiegel
Go on and do it, do it, do it,
Go on and do it, do it, do it,
Hey do it, do it to it,
But do it good.
Ah, fish was made for hook-in',
And grits was made for cookin'
And eyes were made for lookin',
Go on and do it, do it, do it,
Go on and do it, do it, do it,

Life has bled my senses
Ripped up the peace inside
I touch the coming darkness
Wounds gasping open wide
Too real to close the case
The drone goes on and on
Heralding the end, but I hold out...
To save myself
The code seems dead inside
Watching my every step
Alone I fight tonight
Seconds flashing by
Now insight's making way
As minutes waste it self
On hours...
Of these days
The code seems dead inside
Watching my every step
Alone I fight tonight
Prepare to face it
Prepare to fight
Nothing's that blissful can be constant in our lives
Nothing is sacred
Nothing is safe

A man decides after seventy years
That what he goes there for, is to unlock the door
While those around him criticize and sleep
Criticize and sleep
And through a fractal on a breaking wall
I see you my friend and touch your face again
Miracles will happen as we trip
Happen as we speak, will happen as we speak
But we're never gonna survive
Unless we get a little crazy
No we're never gonna survive
Unless we get a little crazy
Crazy, crazy
Crazy German people walking through my head
One of them is got a beer, he's yelling in my ear
David Pollack finally lost his mind
That was 5 years a go, at an S.O. show
But we're never gonna survive
Unless we get a little crazy
No we're never gonna survive
Unless we get a little crazy
In a sky full of people
Only some want to fly
Isn't that crazy?
In a world full of people
Only some want to fly
Isn't that crazy?
In a handful of people
Only some want to fly
Isn't that crazy?
Crazy
But we're never gonna survive
Unless we get a little crazy
No we're never gonna survive
Unless we get a little crazy
But we're never gonna survive
Unless we get a little crazy
No we're never gonna survive

Ik heb nooit lang nagedacht
Omdat er niets van mij werd verwacht
Wat ik dacht en wat ik zei
Stroomde uit het diepst van mij
Tot ik wakker werd vannacht
En dacht dat niemand meer op mij had gewacht
Ik heb nooit iemand liefgehad
Zoals het van mij werd verwacht
Ik had geen reden om te gaan
De grap van mijn bestaan
Wat ik lief heb moet kapot
Geen tussenweg waar niemand wijzer van wordt
Ik doe het goed
Het gaat nu beter
Anders dan voorheen
Ik heb geen plaats meer in mijn hoofd
Geen emotie getoond
Geen angst om alleen te gaan
Ik was er toch niet zo ver vandaan
Want ik weet dat ik nog sta
Ik loop niemand achterna
Of zwerf ik door de winternacht
Omdat ik weer teveel heb verwacht
Ik doe het goed
Het gaat nu beter
Anders dan voorheen
Ik heb geen plaats meer in mijn hoofd
Geen emotie getoond

[talking]
R.I.P., uh to the P-A-T, we love you baby
We gon miss you
[Ronnie Spencer]
P-A-T, rest in peace baby
Everybody knows, it wasn't your time to go
[Mr. 3-2]
Much love and we'll never forget you, P-A-T
Now you in a better place, with G-O-D
The deep memories, won't stop going through my mind
Wishing we could parlay, just one more time
It make a G start crying, just like lil' baby
To see his partna come on, heart goes to the T. Lady
And the rest of your family, especially Lil' Fat Pat fool
So rest in peace my partna, and that's from Mr. 3-2
[C-Note]
I never thought I had to write this song, for P-A-T
We gon miss you playa while you gone, you went I'm all alone
Staring at the memories, in the back of my mind
Comparing all the miseries, trapped in time
And in this rhyme ain't enough lines, to explain how I feel
We gon miss you P-A-T, my partna kept it real
And this whole ordeal, is worth more than it seems
Like a worst nightmare, living our ghetto dreams
[Hook: Big Moe]
These streets are too hot, too hot baby
These streets are hot, hot, hot
We gotta run for shelter, gotta run for shade
Too hot, too hot lately
Too many my partnas, gone to early graves
[Lil' O]
You couldn't understand my mind's, on a whole nother level
I'm in the church every Sunday, trying to dodge the devil
I'm a rebel, with a worthy cause
I'm trying to shine, in a world that wants to see me crawl
That's why it hurts, that Fat Pat had to take a fall
It ain't fair, but we gotta keep our faith in God
Took in his prime such a vicious crime, we been robbed
I'll fulfill your ghetto dreams Lil' O gon ball, he'd want that
[Al-D]
Bet your mama tears trying to get us, see God got eyes
You can't give a man life, so why you gon take a man out
P-A-T, S.U.C., gon make that dream come true
Worldwide on the map, dedicated to you
And Lord knows we gon miss you, ain't no fronting or faking
At least now you ain't gotta see, all this hating
Much love homie, from the whole H-Town
You brought peace to the Click, and it's gon still go down
[Hook: Big Moe]
[Clay-Doe]
We won't stop, but baby you was so close to the top
I couldn't wait for you to drop, so we could body rock
But our God, is a jealous one
And when he wanna kick it with you, time will get done
It was just like yesterday, we was making Screws
And to tell you the truth, you got the whole world raising roof
And to my G's before I pass, you never know
Mash for your paper, your homie Clay-Doe, P-A-T
[Big Pokey]
We was just getting off of dancing, body rocking the stage
I done turned the damn page, seen the hurts and the gauge
Trunks pop tops drop, wide body on colors
Laid back on butter, watch my 18's stutter
I confess I'm a mess, so much pain in my chest
Wanna test my beef threats, hole put you to rest
F-A no way, I could ever forget
Put your tape in the deck, and bounce bounce to it
[Hook: Big Moe]
[Mike D]
Ain't no way in hell, I'ma deal with that
You took all of me, when you took Mr. Fat Pat
Took the body that we see, but his soul is in me
I'ma live his ghetto dreams, through Lil' P-A-T
Southside to the playas, don't die
Only multiply, with paper in our eye
And don't worry baby, I'ma keep all this under control
But I miss getting blowed thoed, in the studio
[Willean]
Living in this ghetto, while days are getting shorter
Reminiscing bout my partna, make the pain even harder
The time that we spent, getting bent paying dues
Dusk to dawn, into the morn' making Screws
On the cool, we gotta use it as a stepping stone
And really think, who the ones they stepping on
Like a throne you'll be known, as a living legend
Fat Pat rest in peace, cause all G's go to heaven
[Hook: Big Moe]
[Lil' Keke]
I'm too hot to drop, you marks must of forgot
I've been blessed with success, it ain't no taking my spot
Fakers plot ands scheme, but I'm living they dream
P-A-T and Lil' Ke, the real Freestyle Kings
We use to take it up break it up, on screwed up dubs
Body rocking Southside, hands up in the club
But I still got love, and I'ma complete the mission
Rest in peace, from the whole Commission
[Big Steve]
F-A-T, you was the realest to me
And ain't nobody, stopping what was meant to be
See all your ghetto dreams, is gonna come to life
I'ma keep you in my prayers, everyday and every night
Affiliated playas, gots to keep shocking
And Mr. Grand Papi, gon keep they body rocking
Open up they eyes, so the world could see
The Southside's, gonna keep grinding for you P-A-T
[Hook: Big Moe]
[H.A.W.K.]
Picture me rolling, from coca beaming Southside holding
So clean four 18's, knocking all side molding
Can't stand it can't handle it, I'm hurting god damn it
Of these niggaz crew ways, on this bullshit planet
Called Earth since birth, the things that we been through
Rest assure through me, your ghetto dreams'll come true
Never knew it would happen, it was at least state of shock
But as long as I'm here, they gon still body rock
You don't stop Wreckshop, we gon still drop top
Neon lights at night, when the damn trunks pop
Bounce bounce to this, you will certainly be missed
As I sit back and reminisce, with our kin folk Chris
I hear your voice in the wind, as the nights get colder
Lil' Pat and the family, they gon ride on my shoulder
I told you it's before, and that's the way it's gon be
Bro I love you dream of you, forever P-A-T
[Hook: Big Moe]
[Ronnie Spencer]
And I'm talking bout the Southside
Stop killing eachother, baby
Yeah, well well well, oh-oooh-oh-oooh-oh-oooh
Well well, thou shall not kill baby, yeah
Oooooooh-oooh
[Big Moe]
Get up on your grind, and the people stop hating

Come on and get down while you can
Close your eyes and feel the vibe of the music
Don’t hold back, let it go
Don’t be afraid ‘cause it’s okay to let it flow
Hey, do it
Do it, do it good
Get up and do it
Do it, do it good
Come on and do it
Do it, do it good
Get up and do it
Do it, do it good (Yeah)
Hmm...hmm...hmm...
Clap your hands, stomp your feet
Move your body to the disco beat
The stage is set now, the light’s on you
You can do it, get into it, feel it through and through
Don’t be shy, get it on
And put your hand on your hips, let your back bone slip, now get it on
Hey, do it
Do it, do it good
Get up and do it
Do it, do it good
Come on and do it
Do it, do it good
Get up and do it
Do it, do it good
Everybody do it
Do it, do it good
Come on and do it
Do it, do it good
Come on and do it
Do it, do it good
Do it
Do it, do it good
Hmm...hmm...hmm...
Oh, clap your hands, stomp your feet
Move your body to the freaky beat
Come on now
Shake it on down
Get up, you can do it
Shake it on down
Get up
Oh, you can do it
Shake it on down
Get up, you can do it
Shake it on down
Get up
Clap your hands, stomp your feet
Move your body to the disco beat
Shake it on down
Get up, you can do it
Shake it on down
Get up
Clap your hands, stomp your feet
Move your body to the disco beat
Shake it on down (Woo)
Get up, you can do it
Shake it on down (Mmm...hmm...hmm...)
Get up
Clap your hands, stomp your feet
Move your body to the disco beat
Go on now
Shake it on down
Get up, you can do it (Mmm...hmm...)
Shake it on down
Get up
Clap your hands, stomp your feet
Move your body to the disco beat
Oh, you can do it
Shake it on down
Get up, you can do it
Shake it on down
Get up
Clap your hands, stomp your feet
Move your body to the disco beat
Shake it on down
Get up, you can do it
Shake it on down
Get up
Clap your hands, stomp your feet

Rewrite the consitution.
Let's justify the revolution.
The end is here.
If you're a part of the institution.
You're not a part of the solution.
Bow down to fear.
I, I, I am the president.
I, I, the emperor.
I, I, I am the king of the world.
The only good god is a dead god.
The only god good for me.
The only good god is a dead god, baby.
The only damn god I need.
Don't draw your own conclusion.
Submit to the grand illusion.
Get on your knees.
There will be no absolution.
No final step of evolution.
The end is near.
I, I, I am the president.
I, I, the emperor.
I, I, I am the king of the world.
The only good god is a dead god.
The only god good for me.
The only good god is a dead god, baby.
The only damn god I need.
The only good god is a dead god.
The only god good for me.
The only good god is a dead god, baby.
The only damn god I need.
Your world means nothing to me.
Your saviors a fool still in your dreams.
And when you're wrapped in your blame,
Fullfill your own prophecy.
No skin off my teeth.
The only good god is a dead god.
The only god good for me.
The only good god is a dead god, baby.
The only damn god I need.
The only good god is a dead god.
The only god good for me.
The only good god is a dead god, baby.
The only fucking god I need.
I killed your king of the saint.
Chaos come onto me.
I am free.
And when you're ultimately,
Consumed by your own fucking greed.

Got to get what you want
And when you do, do it good
Ain't no crime to enjoy yourself
Cause when you're old
You'll regret it if you don't
Do you speak up
Do you dare
Do you think
So do it good, do it good
Do you count the days
Is there more to you
Than meets the eye
Do it good, do it good
Is there more to you
Than you can say
Have you got pride
So let it shine
Don't let other people
Live your life
Don't sacrifice, just do it good
You know you should do it, do it good
You know you should (do it), do it good
There ain't no golden rule
You make your own and do it good
Try to break through
To something new, then go for it
No matter what is is
(*Repeat)
Life's too short to worry about
Your reputation so do it good
Don't hide behind a mask
Get yourself together
And do it good

We are the chosen - the very last ones
Insane survivors of the final war
Ripping through the ruins
We are the ones
Slaying the humans
Till they scream for more
Our hate is not a crime
By the meatless bones shine...
Bow your head
On your knees
The killers are here
Close your eyes
On your knees
The death squad's here
Serving the wargods in temples of blood
On through all the dark ages of mankind
The forces are with us
Together as one
The kingdom of pain
Hate's in our minds
Machines roar in the night