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« Reply #180 on: January 16, 2006, 08:53:00 PM »
Gimme the Ring, kissed and toll'd
Gimme something that I missed
A hand to hold, wild and what it seems
Kill the king, when love is the law,
And the we'll turn round...
Gimme dream child
And do you hear me call?
On the loan and on the level
...still on the floor
Sing dream child
And do you hear at all?
Hey now, hey now now, sing This Corrosion to me
Hey now, hey now now, sing This Corrosion to me
Hey now, hey now now, sing This Corrosion to me
Hey now, hey now now, sing...
Gimme siren, child and do you hear me?
Gimme siren, child, and do you hear me call?
Sing, child, of right and wrong
Gimme things that don't last long
Gimme siren, hild, and do you hear me call?
Hey now, hey now now, sing This Corrosion to me
Hey now, hey now now, sing This Corrosion to me
Hey now, hey now now, sing This Corrosion to me
Hey now, hey now now, sing...
On daze, like this
In times like these
I feel an animal deep inside
Heel to haunch on bended knees
Living on if and if I tried,
Somebody send me...please...
Dream wars and a ticket to seem
Giving out and in
Selling the don't belong
Well, what do you say
D'you have a word fro Giving Away?
Got a song for me?
Hey now, hey now now, sing This Corrosion to me
Hey now, hey now now, sing This Corrosion to me
Hey now, hey now now, sing This Corrosion to me
Hey now, hey now now, sing...
I got nothing to say I ain't said before
I bled all I can, i won't bleed no more
I don't need no one to understand
Why the blood run hold
The highered hand
On heart
hand of God
Floodland and Driven Apart
Run cold
Turn
Cold
Burn
Like a healing hand
Like a healing hand
Like a healing hand
Like a healing hand
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« Reply #181 on: January 16, 2006, 08:59:00 PM »
NCL's post on "Something You Listened To...." reminded me of thses guys.  A girlfriend and I used to love to listen to these guys while we indulged in our mutual penchants for dangerous narcotics.  Ahhh, good times.......  

I alwways liked their lyrical content, I think they had a cool perspective and wit that kinda set them above most of the bands of their genre.


Sisters of Mercy--"Vision Thing"

Twenty-five whores in the room next door
Twenty-five floors and I need more
I?m looking for the can in the candy store
Two thousand hamburg four
And colours I ain?t seen before
It?s a small world and it smells funny
I?d buy another if it wasn?t for the money
Take back what I paid
For another motherfucker in a motorcade
In a long black car
With the prettiest shit
From panama
When the sirens wail
And the lights flash blue
My vision thing come
Slamming through
It?s a small world and it smells bad
I?d buy another if I had
Back
What I paid
For another motherfucker in a motorcade

Slamming through
Slamming through
What do wee need to make our world come alive?
What does it take to make us sing?
While we?re waiting for the next one to arrive?
One million points of light
One billion dollar vision thing

Another black hole in the killing zone
A little more mad in the methedrome
One blinding flash of sense
Just like the president?s
Well, I don?t mind
Out of my mind
Blizzard king
Bring it on home
It?s a small world and it smells bad
I?d buy another if I had
Back
What I paid
For another motherfucker in a motorcade

And a vision thing
And a vision thing
And a ...
Sha la la la
What do we need to make our world come alive?
What does it take to make us sing?
While we?re waiting for the next one to arrive?
One million points of light
One billion dollar vision thing

Sha la la la
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« Reply #182 on: January 18, 2006, 10:41:00 AM »
Here, where the lonely hooting owl
     Sends forth his midnight moans,
Fierce wolves shall o'er my carcass growl,
     Or buzzards pick my bones.

No fellow-man shall learn my fate,
     Or where my ashes lie;
Unless by beasts drawn round their bait,
     Or by the ravens' cry.

Yes! I've resolved the deed to do,
     And this the place to do it:
This heart I'll rush a dagger through,
     Though I in hell should rue it!

Hell! What is hell to one like me
     Who pleasures never know;
By friends consigned to misery,
     By hope deserted too?

To ease me of this power to think,
     That through my bosom raves,
I'll headlong leap from hell's high brink,
     And wallow in its waves.

Though devils yell, and burning chains
     May waken long regret;
Their frightful screams, and piercing pains,
     Will help me to forget.

Yes! I'm prepared, through endless night,
To take that fiery berth!
Think not with tales of hell to fright
Me, who am damn'd on earth!

Sweet steel! come forth from our your sheath,
     And glist'ning, speak your powers;
Rip up the organs of my breath,
     And draw my blood in showers!

I strike! It quivers in that heart
     Which drives me to this end;
I draw and kiss the bloody dart,
     My last?my only friend!
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« Reply #183 on: January 18, 2006, 01:07:00 PM »
Your pain makes me hungry! I'm hungry for pain! Your death is mine motherfucker! Don't even try to escape! Because you're mine! You are all mine! You're all in my thoughts! I will peel you like a potato! I will take out your brains and throw them to my dogs! Oh shit, you're gonna die! I'm gonna peel off your toenails like they were... cupcakes! Like they were... twinkies! You're dead, motherfucker! My life is nothing but to kill you! Revenge is mine! My words make you wanna scream like a dead dog dying from anger-- and pain-- of a dead dog! Uhhhhhh... We're gonna kick some ass tonite, motherfucker! Life! Life is mine! I take you with me! I take you, I crumble you up, I wad you into a little ball! Death picks it's teeth with your head! Life! Life is mine! Yup! Revenge is mine! My war jacks off when it sees your revenge! My war is not alone! It's the only war! Anytime you get your ass down here, kick my ass, no problem! My life is better! Don't fuck with me whatsoever! Yup! Revenge is mine! I take it and I leave it! But this one, motherfucker, is mine! And you're not gettin' it! You're the one that's gonna pay this time, buddy! No prob!
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« Reply #184 on: January 18, 2006, 07:40:00 PM »
a victim of collision on the open sea
nobody ever said that life was free
sank, swam, go down with the ship
but use your freedom of choice

i'll say it again in the land of the free
use your freedom of choice
your freedom of choice

in ancient rome there was a poem
about a dog who found two bones
he picked at one
he licked the other
he went in circles
he dropped dead

freedom of choice
is what you got
freedom of choice!

then if you got it you don't want it
seems to be the rule of thumb
don't be tricked by what you see
you got two ways to go

i'll say it again in the land of the free
use your freedom of choice
freedom of choice

freedom of choice
is what you got
freedom of choice!

in ancient rome
there was a poem
about a dog
who found two bones
he picked at one
he licked the other
he went in circles
he dropped dead

freedom of choice
is what you got
freedom from choice
is what you want
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« Reply #185 on: January 19, 2006, 10:04:00 AM »
This is the age of machinery,
A mechanical nightmare,
The wonderful world of technology,
Napalm, hydrogen bombs, biological warfare,

This is the twentieth century,
But too much aggravation
It's the age of insanity,
What has become of the green pleasant fields of Jerusalem.

Ain't got no ambition, I'm just disillusioned
I'm a twentieth century man but I don't wanna be here.
My mama said she can't understand me
She can't see my motivation
Just give me some security,
I'm a paranoid schizoid product of the twentieth century.

You keep all your smart modern writers
Give me William Shakespeare
You keep all your smart modern painters
I'll take Rembrandt, Titian, Da Vinci and Gainsborough,

Girl we gotta get out of here
We gotta find a solution
I'm a twentieth century man but I don't want to die here.

I was born in a welfare state
Ruled by bureaucracy
Controlled by civil servants
And people dressed in grey
Got no privacy, got no liberty
Cos the twentieth century people
Took it all away from me.

Don't wanna get myself shot down
By some trigger happy policeman,
Gotta keep a hold on my sanity
I'm a twentieth century man but I don't wanna die here.

My mama says she can't understand me
She can't see my motivation
Ain't got no security,
I'm a twentieth century man but I don't wanna be here.

This is the twentieth century
But too much aggravation
This is the edge of insanity
I'm a twentieth century man but I don't wanna be here.
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« Reply #186 on: January 21, 2006, 12:55:00 PM »
gouge away
you can gouge away
stay all day
if you want to

missy aggravation
some sacred questions
you stroke my locks
some marijuana
if you got some

gouge away
you can gouge away
stay all day
if you want to

sleeping on your belly
you break my arms
you spoon my eyes
been rubbing a bad charm
with holy fingers

gouge away
you can gouge away
stay all day
if you want to

chained to the pillars
a 3-day party
i break the walls
and kill us all
with holy fingers

gouge away
you can gouge away
stay all day
if you want to ::kiss::
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« Reply #187 on: January 23, 2006, 07:07:00 PM »
On my first day of gang bangin Greg Gruz gave to me.

A forty ounce of O.E.

On my second day of gang bangin Greg Cruz gave to me,

1 switchblade knife
and a forty ounce of O.E.

On my third day of gang bangin Greg Cruz gave to me.

An Oozie 9mm
1 switchblade knife
and a forty ounce of O.E.

On my forth day of gang bangin Greg Cruz gave to me.

Keys to his Isuzu
An Oozie 9mm
1 switchblade knife
and a forty ounce of O.E.

On my fifth day of gang bangin Greg Cruz gave to me.

2 blue du-rags
keys to his Isuzu
an Oozie 9mm
1 switchblade knife
and a forty ounce of O.E.

On my sixth day of gang bangin Greg Cruz gave to me

2 cans of spray paint
2 blue du-rags
keys to his Isuzu
an Oozie 9mm
1 switchblade knife
and a forty ounce of O.E.

On my seventh day of gang bangin Greg Cruz gave to me.

A pair of brass knuckles
2 cans of spray paint
2 blue du-rags
keys to his Isuzu
an Oozie 9mm
1 switchblade knife
and a forty ounce of O.E.

On my eighth day of gang bangin Greg Cruz gave to me.

some methamphetamine
a pair of brass knuckles
2 cans of spray paint
2 blue du-rags
keys to his Isuzu
an Oozie 9mm
1 switchblade knife
and a forty ounce of O.E.

On my ninth day of gang bangin Greg Cruz gave to me.

some stolen bling bling
some methamphetamine
a pair of brass knuckles
2 cans of spray paint
2 blue du-rags
keys to his Isuzu
an Oozie 9mm
1 switchblade knife
and a forty ounce of O.E.

On my tenth day of gang bangin Greg Cruz gave to me.

A Flava Flav DVD
some stolen bling bling
some methamphetamine
a pair of brass knuckles
2 cans of spray paint
2 blue du-rags
keys to his Isuzu
an Oozie 9mm
1 switchblade knife
and a forty ounce of O.E.

On my eleventh day of gang bangin Greg Cruz gave to me.

A "Word life, I'm a playa" T-shirt
A Flava Flav DVD
some stolen bling bling
some methamphetamine
a pair of brass knuckles
2 cans of spray paint
2 blue du-rags
keys to his Isuzu
an Oozie 9mm
1 switchblade knife
and a forty ounce of O.E.

On the twelveth day of gang bangin Greg Cruz gave to me.

3 golden teeth
A "Word life, I'm a playa" T-shirt
A Flava Flav DVD
some stolen bling bling
some methamphetamine
a pair of brass knuckles
2 cans of spray paint
2 blue du-rags
keys to his Isuzu
an Oozie 9mm
1 switchblade knife
and a forty ounce of O.E.
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« Reply #188 on: January 24, 2006, 10:34:00 AM »
in this land of strangers
there are dangers
there are sorrows
i can't see this lady
it is shady
i am leaving tomorrow
tomorrow
tomorrow

even there's a reason
it's silver
it's gone
in this land of strangers
there are dangers
there are sorrows
sorrows
sorrows
sorrows
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« Reply #189 on: January 25, 2006, 09:55:00 AM »
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On 2006-01-18 10:07:00, The Butcher wrote:

"Your pain makes me hungry! I'm hungry for pain! Your death is mine motherfucker! Don't even try to escape! Because you're mine! You are all mine! You're all in my thoughts! I will peel you like a potato! I will take out your brains and throw them to my dogs! Oh shit, you're gonna die! I'm gonna peel off your toenails like they were... cupcakes! Like they were... twinkies! You're dead, motherfucker! My life is nothing but to kill you! Revenge is mine! My words make you wanna scream like a dead dog dying from anger-- and pain-- of a dead dog! Uhhhhhh... We're gonna kick some ass tonite, motherfucker! Life! Life is mine! I take you with me! I take you, I crumble you up, I wad you into a little ball! Death picks it's teeth with your head! Life! Life is mine! Yup! Revenge is mine! My war jacks off when it sees your revenge! My war is not alone! It's the only war! Anytime you get your ass down here, kick my ass, no problem! My life is better! Don't fuck with me whatsoever! Yup! Revenge is mine! I take it and I leave it! But this one, motherfucker, is mine! And you're not gettin' it! You're the one that's gonna pay this time, buddy! No prob!"

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« Reply #190 on: January 25, 2006, 10:00:00 PM »
I was walking home from school one day
When I saw Danny standing there
I tried to show him my dirty underwear
He showed me his and nothing would compare
And he said

You're ugly
What the fuck gave birth to you?
You're ugly
And I bet your mom is too
You're ugly
Man what's with that doo?
You're ugly because you're ugly

I kinda wonder when I think back to those days
Why did all the boys get scared and run away?
So I looked in the mirror to see if it was true
My reflection looked at me like it was scared too
And it said

You're ugly
What the fuck gave birth to you?
You're ugly
And I bet your mom is too
You're ugly
Man what's with that doo?
You're ugly because you're ugly

Let me tell you guys a little story about my second grade love. His name was Danny and he looked so good this one day in his plaid Tuffskins. And everyday after school I would go pick him up at his classroom, and one day these three girls came out before he did, and this one girl named Heidi Weller had this handful of pumpkin seeds. And I said, "Let me see those
pumpkin seeds," and she said, "No." And I grabbed her hand and I said, "Let me see those pumpkin seeds now, bitch!" And I looked at them and they had Danny Irving's name written on every one of them damn pumpkin seeds and I said, "Hey bitch! That's my boyfriend! Why do you have my boyfriend's name written on all your pumpkin seeds? I'm gonna have to kick your fuckin' ass, bitch!" And you know what she had the nerve to say to me?

She said...

You're ugly
What the fuck gave birth to you?
You're ugly
And I bet your mom is too
You're ugly
Man what's with that doo?
You're ugly because you're ugly


Then I told her to turn around and bend over and I gave her another crack in her ass.

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« Reply #191 on: January 28, 2006, 02:00:00 PM »
If I could hold on to just one thought
For long enough to know
Why my mind is moving so fast
And the conversation is slow.
Burn off all the fog
And let the sun through to the snow
Let me see your face again
Before I have to go.

I have seen you in the movies
And in those magazines at night
I saw you on the barstool when
You held that glass so tight.
And I saw you in my nightmares
But I'll see you in my dreams
And I might live a thousand years
Before I know what that means.

Once there was a friend of mine
Who died a thousand deaths
His life was filled with parasites
And countless idle threats.
He trusted in a woman
And on her he made his bets
Once there was a friend of mine
Who died a thousand deaths.
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« Reply #192 on: January 28, 2006, 02:03:00 PM »
If I could hold on to just one thought
For long enough to know
Why my mind is moving so fast
And the conversation is slow.
Burn off all the fog
And let the sun through to the snow
Let me see your face again
Before I have to go.

I have seen you in the movies
And in those magazines at night
I saw you on the barstool when
You held that glass so tight.
And I saw you in my nightmares
But I'll see you in my dreams
And I might live a thousand years
Before I know what that means.

Once there was a friend of mine
Who died a thousand deaths
His life was filled with parasites
And countless idle threats.
He trusted in a woman
And on her he made his bets
Once there was a friend of mine
Who died a thousand deaths.
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« Reply #193 on: January 31, 2006, 12:10:00 AM »
Do what I want cause I can and if I don't
because I wanna be ignored by the stiff and the bored because I'm gonna.

Spit and retrieve cause I give and receive
because I wanna gonna get through your head what the mystery man said because I'm gonna.

Hate to say I told you so.
I do believe I told you so.

Now it's all out and you knew cause I wanted to.
Turn my back on the rot that's been planning the plot - because I'm gonna.

No need for me to wait - because I wanna.
No need two, three and too late - because I'm gonna.

Hate to say I told you so.
I do believe I told you so.

Do what I please gonna spread the disease
because I wanna gonna call all the shots for the "No"s and the
"Not"s because I wanna.

Ask me once I'll answer twice cause what I know I'll tell because I wanna.
Sound device and lots of ice I'll spell my name out loud because I wanna, oh yeah?
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« Reply #194 on: January 31, 2006, 11:37:00 AM »
In the end
You're only as great
As you truly are inside
Yes in the end
You're only as great
As the partner by your side

When all was lost
You shrank inside
Our friendship died
You slammed the door
Left me fighting for our lives

Now you're alone
You run with the wolf
Eager for the Venus moon
Now you're alone
You think that you're free
And everything you do is cool
It's time you learned
The fate of the world
Doesn't just revolve round you

And now you're chained
Your fate is sealed
Sad to see
Gethsemene
I saw you naked and revealed

It serves you right
That's what you get
You bled me dry
You wanted more
More than anyone could give

You wanted more

And now you're chained
And I Am free
You can't hurt me
Anymore
I saw you naked and revealed

It serves you right
That's what you get
You bled me dry
I gave you more
More than anyone could give

I can't give you anything

I can't give you anything
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