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« Reply #135 on: November 14, 2005, 09:39:00 AM »
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You can eat the corn out of my shit

I like it. :flame: :rofl:
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« Reply #136 on: November 14, 2005, 01:05:00 PM »
When your mother sends back all your invitations
And your father to your sister he explains
That you're tired of yourself and all of your creations
Won't you come see me, Queen Jane?
Won't you come see me, Queen Jane?

Now when all of the flower ladies want back what they have lent you
And the smell of their roses does not remain
And all of your children start to resent you
Won't you come see me, Queen Jane?
Won't you come see me, Queen Jane?

Now when all the clowns that you have commissioned
Have died in battle or in vain
And you're sick of all this repetition
Won't you come see me, Queen Jane?
Won't you come see me, Queen Jane?

When all of your advisers heave their plastic
At your feet to convince you of your pain
Trying to prove that your conclusions should be more drastic
Won't you come see me, Queen Jane?
Won't you come see me, Queen Jane?

Now when all the bandits that you turned your other cheek to
All lay down their bandanas and complain
And you want somebody you don't have to speak to
Won't you come see me, Queen Jane?
Won't you come see me, Queen Jane?
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« Reply #137 on: November 14, 2005, 01:05:00 PM »
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On 2005-11-14 06:39:00, Froderik wrote:

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You can eat the corn out of my shit

I like it. :flame: :rofl:"


Kinda reminds me of a scene in "Full Metal Jacket" when Joker meets up with Cowboy's squad.
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« Reply #138 on: November 14, 2005, 01:24:00 PM »
I really need to watch that movie already.
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« Reply #139 on: November 14, 2005, 01:25:00 PM »
I can't stand it for another day
When you live so many miles away.
Nothing here is gonna make me stay,
(You) took me over, let me find a way.

I sold my house
I sold my motor, too.
All I want is to be next to you.
I'd rob a bank
Maybe steal a plane.
You took me over,
Think I'm goin' insane.

What can I do,
All I want is to be next to you.
What can I do,
All I want is to be next to you.

I've had a thousand girls or maybe more,
But I've never felt like this before.
But I just don't know what's come over me,
You took me over, take a look at me.

What can I do,
All I want is to be next to you.
What can I do,
All I want is to be next to you.

All I want is to be next to you,
All I want is to be next to you,
All I want is to be next to you.

So many times I used to give a sign
Got this feeling, gonna lose my mind.
When all it is is just a love affair.
You took me over baby, take me there.

What can I do
All I want is to be next to you
What can I do
All I want is to be next to you
What can I do
All I want is to be next to you
What can I do
All I want is to be next to you.

All I want is to be next to you...
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« Reply #140 on: November 14, 2005, 02:12:00 PM »
It?s just coincidence
Well, you can talk that way
But I have to say, I don?t believe in it
It was a chill of chance,
I decided to dance the days away

And I wasn?t worried at all
Sneaking through the back door
No, I wasn?t worried at all
Dreams are what you live for

Waiting for the light to turn green
Carry me home
To the kindest eyes that I?ve ever seen
Carry me home
Well, can you tell me how will it be now ?
How will it be ?
Can you tell me how will it be now ?
How will it be ?

Well we were yoonger then
And the days were long and slow
But were we wiser then ?
I couldn?t say, I wouldn?t know

But I wasn?t worried at all
I had someone to run to
And I wasn?t worried at all
I knew which way the wind blew

Counting out the chaos and gloom
Carry me home
And I watched the ceiling spin?round the room
Carry me home
Well, can you tell me how will it be now ?
How will it be ?
Can you tell me how will it be now ?
How will it be ?

In the real world, how would it be ?
In the cold world, how would it be ?
In the lonely world, how would it be ?
Will the ghosts stop following me ?

No, now drawn into the sun
He was the only one

And so I?ll remember you
I?ll remember the days and the thousands of ways you pulled me through
And dream of all the things you?ve seen
Of all the faces and all the places you have been
Now you have no phone and you have no name and you have no number
And it comes to an end in the blink of an eye and it makes me wonder...
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« Reply #141 on: November 14, 2005, 03:20:00 PM »
Sleep lay behind me like a broken ocean
Strange waking dreams before my eyes unfold
You lay there sleeping like an open doorway
I stepped outside myself and felt so cold

Take a look at my new toy
It'll blow your head in two, oh boy

Truth hits everybody
Truth hits everyone
Oh, oh, oh
Truth hits everybody
Truth hits everyone
Truth hits everybody
Truth hits everyone

I thought about it and my dream was broken
I clutch at images like dying breath
And I don't want to make a fuss about it
The only certain thing in life is death

Take a look at my new toy
It'll blow your head in two, oh boy

Truth hits everybody
Truth hits everyone
Oh, oh, oh
Truth hits everybody
Truth hits everyone
Truth hits everybody
Truth hits everyone

Where you want to be
Won't you ever see

Truth hits everybody
Truth hits everyone
Oh, oh, oh
Truth hits everybody
Truth hits everyone
Truth hits everybody
Truth hits everyone
Truth hits everybody
Truth hits everyone
Now
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« Reply #142 on: November 14, 2005, 11:42:00 PM »
There's a war going down between my brothers tonight,
I don't want no war going down, going down tonight.

Stop this war
Stop this war

Civilization? Ha! I call it as I see it.
I call it bullshit, you know, I still cannot believe it
Our evolution now has gone the way of hate
A world evolved resolved in this stupid fate

Stop this war
Stop this war

All so different yeah, I say we're all the same
All caught, you know, in the division game.
Self destruction fast impending like a bullet.
No one can stop it, once it's fired, no one can control it.

Stop this war
Stop this war

A final word, wait it's not a call to action
We ain't no sect, no, this ain't no fucking faction.
Unity, unity, unity you've heard it all before.
This time it's not exclusive - we want to stop a war.

Stop this war
Stop this war

Ain't nothing wrong with another unity song
Ain't nothing wrong with another unity song
Ain't nothing wrong
Ain't nothing wrong
Ain't nothing wrong
Ain't nothing wrong with a unity song

Stop this war
Stop this war

Unity, as one stand together
Unity, evolution's gonna come
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« Reply #143 on: November 15, 2005, 09:06:00 AM »
Advertising signs that con you
Into thinking you're the one
That can do what's never been done
That can win what's never been won
Meantime life outside goes on
All around you.

You lose yourself, you reappear
You suddenly find you got nothing to fear
Alone you stand with nobody near
When a trembling distant voice, unclear
Startles your sleeping ears to hear
That somebody thinks
They really found you.

A question in your nerves is lit
Yet you know there is no answer fit to satisfy
Insure you not to quit
To keep it in your mind and not fergit
That it is not he or she or them or it
That you belong to.

Although the masters make the rules
For the wise men and the fools
I got nothing, Ma, to live up to.
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« Reply #144 on: November 16, 2005, 03:43:00 PM »
Is it my imagination
Or have I finally found
Something worth living for?
I was looking for some action
But all I found was cigarettes and alcohol

You could wait for a lifetime
To spend your days in the sunshine
You might as well do the white line
Cos when it comes on top

You gotta make it happen!

Is it worth the aggravation
To find yourself a job
When there's nothing worth working for?
It's a crazy situation
But all I need are cigarettes and alcohol!

You could wait for a lifetime
To spend your days in the sunshine
You might as well do the white line
Cos when it comes on top

You gotta make it happen!
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« Reply #145 on: November 16, 2005, 10:28:00 PM »
One, two, three
She's a real left-winger 'cause she been down south
And held peasants in her arms, she said
"I could tell you stories that could make you cry. What about you?"
I said, "Me too. I could tell you a story that would make you cry."
And she sighed, "Ahh."

I said, "I want to be a singer like Lou Reed."
"I like Lou Reed," she said, sticking her tongue in my ear.
"Let's go, let's sit, let's talk, politics go so good with beer.
"And while we're at it, baby, why don't you tell me one of your
biggest fears?"
I said, "Losing my penis to a whore with disease."
"Just kidding," I said. "Losing my life to a whore with disease."
She said, "Excuse me, please?"
I said, "Losing my life to a whore with disease."
I said, "Please."
"Well, I'm a humble guy with healthy desire
"Don't give me no shit because."

I've been tired, I've been tired, I've been tired
I've been tired, I've been tired, I've been tired

I told the tale of a girl but I call her a woman
She's a little bit older than me
Strong legs, strong face, voice like milk, breasts like a cluster of
grapes
I can't escape the ways she raise me

She'll make you feel like Solomon
Be one of your babies even if you have no one
(And while we're at it baby, why don't you tell me one of your biggest
fears?)
Took my sleep after setting my loins on fire
Well, that's okay because

I've been tired, I've been tired, I've been tired
I've been tired, I've been tired, I've been tired
I've been tired, I've been tired, I've been tired
I've been tired, I've been tired, I've been tired
I've been tired, I've been tired, I've been tired
T-I-R-E-D spells it, spells it, spells it, spells it
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« Reply #146 on: November 22, 2005, 06:16:00 PM »
Your body may be gone, I'm gonna carry you in.
In my head, in my heart, in my soul.
And maybe we'll get lucky and we'll both live again.
Well I don't know. I don't know. I don't know. Don't think so.

Well that is that and this is this.
You tell me what you want and I'll tell you what you get.
You get away from me. You get away from me.
Collected my belongings and I left the jail.
Well thanks for the time, I needed to think a spell.
I had to think awhile. I had to think awhile.

The ocean breathes salty, won't you carry it in?
In your head, in your mouth, in your soul.
And maybe we'll get lucky and we'll both grow old.
Well I don't know. I don't know. I don't know. I hope so.

Well that is that and this is this.
You tell me what you want and I'll tell you what you get.
You get away from me. You get away from me.
Collected my belongings and I left the jail.
Well thanks for the time, I needed to think a spell.
I had to think awhile. I had to think awhile.

Well that is that and this is this.
Will you tell me what you saw and I'll tell you what you missed,
when the ocean met the sky.
You missed when time and life shook hands and said goodbye.
When the earth folded on itself.
And said "Good luck, for your sake I hope heaven and hell
are really there, but I wouldn't hold my breath."
You wasted life, why wouldn't you waste death?
You wasted life, why wouldn't you waste death?

The ocean breathes salty, won't you carry it in?
In your head, in your mouth, in your soul.
The more we move ahead the more we're stuck in rewind.
Well I don't mind. I don't mind. How the hell could I mind?

Well that is that and this is this.
You tell me what you want and I'll tell you what you get.
You get away from me. You get away from me.

Well that is that and this is this.
Will you tell me what you saw and I'll tell you what you missed,
when the ocean met the sky.
You wasted life, why wouldn't you waste the afterlife?
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« Reply #147 on: November 22, 2005, 06:20:00 PM »
We're goin' down the road towards tiny cities made of ashes
Gonna hit you on the face gonna punch you in your
glasses. Oh no!
I just got a message that said "Yeah hell is freezin' over"
I Got a phone call from the Lord sayin' "Hey boy get a
sweater. Right now"
So we're drinkin' drinkin' drinkin' drinkin' coca-coca-cola
I can feel it rollin' right on down
Oh right on down my throat
And as we're headed down the road towards tiny cities
made of ashes
I'm gonna get dressed up in plastic gonna shake hands
with the masses. Oh no!
Does anybody know a way that a body could get away
Does anybody know a way
Were goin' down the road towards tiny cities made of ashes
I'm goin' to hit you on the face I'm goin' to punch you in your
glasses. Oh no!
I'm wearin' myself a t-shirt that says "The world is my ashtray"
Our hearts pump dust and our hairs all grey
And I just got a message sayin' that hell has frozen over
Got a phone call from the Lord sayin' "Hey boy get a
sweater. Right now!"
Does anybody know a way that a body could get away
Does anybody know a way
Were drinkin' drinkin' drinkin' drinkin' coca-coca-cola
I can feel it rollin' right on down oh right on down my throat
And as we're headed down the road towards tiny cities
made of ashes
I'm gonna lay down in the spa where they coat you
in molasses. Oh no!
Does anybody know a way that a body could get away
Does anybody know a way
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« Reply #148 on: November 23, 2005, 05:14:00 PM »
A) waltzing matilda

Waltzing matilda whipped out her wallet
The sexy boy smiled in dismay
She took out four twenties 'cause she liked round figures
Everybody's a queen for a day
Oh, babe, i'm on fire and you know how i admire your -
- body why don't we slip away
Although i'm sure you're certain, it's a rarity me flirtin'
Sha-la-la-la, this way

Oh, sha-la-la-la-la, sha-la-la-la-la
Hey, baby, come on, let's slip away

Luscious and gorgeous, oh what a hunk of muscle
Call out the national guard
She creamed in her jeans as he picked up her means
From off of the formica topped bar
And cascading slowly, he lifted her wholly
And boldly out of this world
And despite people's derision
Proved to be more than diversion
Sha-la-la-la, later on

And then sha-la-la-la-la, he entered her slowly
And showed her where he was coming from
And then sha-la-la-la-la, he made love to her gently
It was like she'd never ever come
And then sha-la-la-la-la, sha-la-la-la-la
When the sun rose and he made to leave
You know, sha-la-la-la-la, sha-la-la-la-la
Neither one regretted a thing


B) street hassle

Hey, that cunt's not breathing
I think she's had too much
Of something or other, hey, man, you know what i mean
I don't mean to scare you
But you're the one who came here
And you're the one who's gotta take her when you leave
I'm not being smart
Or trying to be cold on my part
And i'm not gonna wear my heart on my sleeve
But you know people get all emotional
And sometimes, man, they just don't act rational
They think they're just on tv

Sha-la-la-la, man
Why don't you just slip her away

You know, i'm glad that we met man
It really was nice talking
And i really wish that there was a little more time to speak
But you know it could be a hassle
Trying to explain myself to a police officer
About how it was that your old lady got herself stiffed
And it's not like we could help
But there was nothing no one could do
And if there was, man, you know i would have been the first
But when someone turns that blue
Well, it's a universal truth
And then you just know that bitch will never fuck again
By the way, that's really some bad shit
That you came to our place with
But you ought to be more careful around the little girls
It's either the best or it's the worst
And since i don't have to choose
I guess i won't and i know this ain't no way to treat a guest
But why don't you grab your old lady by the feet
And just lay her out on the darkened street
And by morning, she's just another hit and run
You know, some people got no choice
And they can't never find a voice
To talk with that they can even call their own
So the first thing that they see
That allows them the right to be
Why they follow it, you know, it's called bad luck


C) slipaway

Believe me, that it's just a lie
That's what she tells her friends
'cause the real song, the real song
Which she won't even admit to herself
Beat narrow heart, the song lots of people know
It's a painful song
It'll only say the truth
It lasts for sad songs
Penny for a wish
A wish won't make you a soldier
A pretty kiss or a pretty face
Can't have it's way
The tramps like us who were born to play

Love is gone away
And there's no one here now
And there's nothing left to say
But, oh, how i miss him, baby
Oh, baby, come on and slip away
Come on, baby, why don't you slip away

Love is gone away
Took the rings off my fingers
And there's nothing left to say
But, oh how, oh how i need him, baby
Come on, baby, i need you baby
Oh, please don't slip away
I need your loving so bad, babe
Please don't slip away
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« Reply #149 on: November 25, 2005, 09:07:00 AM »
time is gettng near
time is gettingnear
to set the record straight
and let 'em know how it really is


[refrain]

set the fuckers on fire
hear their pitiful screams
smell the flesh as it sizzles
hear their pitiful screams
squirt lighter fluidi in their eyes
to heart them screm some more


It is true that it hangs from the pants
it is true so true
let it freely swing and then we all will know
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