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« Reply #285 on: April 28, 2006, 11:20:00 PM »
I never smoked with no cigarettes
I never drank much booze
But I'm only a man, don't you understand
And a man can sometimes lose
You gave me something I never had
Pulled me down with you
Pulled me up, think I'm in love
Hope you can pull me through

I overdosed on you
I overdosed on you
Crazy but it's true
Ain't nothing I can do
I overdosed on you

Oh woman you give to me
More than I can take
But listen honey, I don't mind
You're a habit I don't want to break
Don't want none of that hard stuff
Don't need it anymore
I'm in love, and I'm sinking fast
And I don't need no cure

I overdosed on you
I overdosed on you
Crazy but it's true
Ain't nothing I can do
I overdosed on you

Gee I was happy as a man could be
To far gone to escape
Power of love, don't pull me off
Just write on my grave:

I overdosed on you
I overdosed on you
Crazy but it's true
Ain't nothing I can do
I overdosed on you
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« Reply #286 on: May 02, 2006, 01:29:00 PM »
You read me my rights and then you said "Let's go" and nothing more
I thought of my nights, and how they were
They were filled with...

I know you wouldn't go
You'd watch my heart burst then you'd step in
I had to know so I asked
You just had to laugh

We sat in the night with my hands cuffed at my side
I look at your life and your style
I wanted nothing more
I know you wouldn't go
You'd watch my heart burst then you'd step in
I had to know so I asked
You just had to laugh

Walking the line, you were a marksman
Told me that law, like wine, is ageless
Public defender
You had to admit
You wanted the love of a sex offender

I know you wouldn't go
You'd watch my heart burst then you'd step in
I had to know so I asked
You just had to laugh

My vision in blue, I call you from inside my cell
And in the trial, you were there
With your badge and rubber boots

I think all the time how I'm going to perpetrate love with you
And when I get out, there's no doubt I'll be sex offensive to you
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« Reply #287 on: May 08, 2006, 09:09:00 PM »
please god
touch me or
send me an angel to fuck me
dress him in leather pants and
give him a sense of humour

yeah yeah yeah yeah

please god
oh holy
i've been a good girl mostly
so could you send me some
money money money i'm
out of ammunition

yeah yeah

please god
trinity
could you shine your light upon me and
i'll take several pairs of those shoes in
red vinyl black and blue suede blue , ya

yeah yeah yeah

well, i ain't never done wrong to a man that
didn't deserve a hole in his brain now
i've been living on a thin thin dollar and
learning my lessons through hunger and pain so

Send me an angel to fuck me
Send me an angel to fuck me
Send me an angel to fuck me
Send me an angel

Yeah yeah yeah

please god
kiss me
and would please turn up that jazz
it makes me feel so cool cool cool when ya
slide that ice up my dress, oh

Yeah yeah yeah

please god
divine
could you lick down my spine as i
die in a slick white t bird
that explodes into beautiful flames

Yeah yeah yeah

well, i ain't never done wrong to a man that
didn't deserve a hole in his brain now
i've been living on a thin thin dollar and
learning my lessons through hunger and pain so

Send me an angel to fuck me
Send me an angel to fuck me
Send me an angel to fuck me
Send me an angel

Yeah yeah yeah yeah
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« Reply #288 on: May 08, 2006, 10:14:00 PM »
mother mary come to me
cause i am a wicked child
i have sinned and i am so confused and i am a wicked child
i am a wicked child

i am the devils son and i wish i could be good for you
i walk a crooked mile
but i wish i could be good
i wish i could be good

if i could have kept the straight and narrow
if i could have kept the straight and narrow
and not have broke your heart
not have broke your heart

now i wake up in the night
lying on my bed
it's tugging at my arms and legs
like i was a marionette

send baby jesus
surely it is time
send baby jesus
let him radiate his light
radiate his light
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« Reply #289 on: May 15, 2006, 01:50:00 PM »
Down in the garden district
Where the plants grow strong and tall
Behind the bush there lurks a girl
Who makes them strong and tall

Villagers call her: quicklime girl
Behind her back: quicklime girl
Behind the bush: quicklime girl
She's the mistress of the salmon salt: quicklime girl

In the fall when plants return
By harvest time, she knows the score
Ripe and ready to the eye
But rotten somehow to the core

Villagers call her: quicklime girl
Behind her back: quicklime girl
Behind the bush: quicklime girl
She's the mistress of the salmon salt: quicklime girl

A harvest of life, or harvest of death
One body of life, one body of death
And when you've gone and choked to death
With laughter and a little step
I'll prepare the quicklime, friend
For your ripe and ready grave

It's springtime now and cares subside
And the planting's almost done
And fertile graves, it seems, exist
Within a mile of that duke's joint
Where coast guard crews still take their leave
Lying listless in the sun
And the quick lime girl still plies her trade
The reduction of the many from the one

And they call her: quicklime girl
Behind her back: quicklime girl
Behind the bush: quicklime girl
She's the mistress of the salmon salt: quicklime girl

A harvest of life, a harvest of death
Resumes it's course each day
Because it exists by schedule
A harvest to live, ...............................
And those that crawl, and those that chirp
And next life's swans that seem to turn
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« Reply #290 on: May 18, 2006, 10:48:00 AM »
Holt Boulevard
Between Gary and White
Hooked up with some friends at the Travelodge
Set ourselves up for the night

Carpenter ants in the dresser
Flies in the screen
It will be too late by the time we learn
What these cryptic symbols mean

And I dreamt of a house
Haunted by all you tweakers with your hands out
And the headstones climbed up the hills
And the headstones climbed up the hills

Send somebody out for soda
Comb through the carpet for clues
Reflective tape on our sweatpants
Big holes in our shoes
Every couple minutes someone says he can't stand it any more
Laugh lines on our faces
Scale maps of the ocean floor

And I dreamt of a camera
Pointing out from inside the televsion
And the aperture yawning and blinking
And the headstones climbed up the hills

If anybody comes to see me
Tell 'em they just missed me by a minute
If anybody comes in to our room while we're asleep
I hope they incinerate everybody in it

And I dreamt of a factory
Where they manufactured what I needed
Using shiny new machines
And the headstones climbed up the hills
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« Reply #291 on: May 20, 2006, 03:15:00 PM »
"Gold Lion"

Gold lion's gonna tell me where the light is,
Gold lion's gonna tell me where the light is,
Take our hands out of control,
Take our hands out of control

Now, tell me what you saw,
Tell me what you saw,
There was a crowd of seeds,
Inside, outside,
I must have done a dozen each

It was the height I threw, the weight,
The shell was crushing you,
I've been around a few

Tell me what you saw,
I'll tell you what to...
Ooh ooh, ooh ooh, ooh ooh, ohh ohh
Ooh ooh, ooh ooh, ooh ooh, ohh ohh

Gold lion's gonna tell me where the light is,
Gold lion's gonna tell me where the light is,
Take our hands out of control,
Take our hands out of control

Outside, Inside,
This is the moon without a tide,
We'll build a fire in your eyes,
We'll build a fire when the cover's getting brighter,
Cold desire makes the moon without a tide

Tell me what you saw,
I'll tell you what to...
Ooh ooh, ooh ooh, ooh ooh, ohh ohh
Ooh ooh, ooh ooh, ooh ooh, ohh ohh

Ooh ooh, ooh ooh, ooh ooh, ohh ohh
Ooh ooh, ooh ooh, ooh ooh, ohh ohh
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« Reply #292 on: May 24, 2006, 11:54:00 PM »
"Then Came The Last Days of May"

(thought this was appropriate for the time of year----RTP)


Parched land no desert sand, sun was just a dot
And a little bit of water goes a long way, 'cause it's hot
Three good buddies were laughing and smoking in the back
Of a rented ford
They couldn't know they weren't going far

Each one with the money in his pocket
Could go out and buy himself a brand new car
But they all had the money they had
Money they hoped would take them very far

The sky was bright, a traffic light, now and then a truck
And they hadn't seen a cop around all day, what luck!
They brought everything they needed
bags and scales to weigh the stuff
The driver said the border's just over the bluff

It wasn't until the car suddenly stopped
In the middle of a cold and barren place
And the other guy turned and spilled
Three boys blood, did they know a trap had been lain?

Thereof came the last days of may, I'll be breathing dry air
I'm leaving soon, the others are already there
Would you be interested in coming along, instead of staying here?
They say the west is nice this time of year[ This Message was edited by: RTP2003 on 2006-05-24 20:56 ]
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« Reply #293 on: May 25, 2006, 11:52:00 PM »
Why they wanna see my spine mommy?
Why they wanna see my spine?
It's gonna hurt again mommy
Much worse than last time
Am i gonna see god, mommy?
Am i gonna die?
It really hurts mommy!
Am i gonna die?

Smile on mighty jesus
Spinal meningitis got me down

I'm feelin' greasy mommy
Please don't let me die
Stinky vaseline mommy!
Please don't let me die
Am i gonna see god, mommy?
Am i gonna die?
It really hurts mommy!
Am i gonna die?

Smile on mighty jesus
Spinal meningitis got me down
Smile on mighty jesus
Spinal meningitis got me down
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« Reply #294 on: May 26, 2006, 12:02:00 AM »
Morgans pain succumbs to the frame
In a zany combination of Waynes pet young'n'
Astral plane conversing lame
In a zany combination of Waynes pet young'n'

A stained pane drownin out the rain
In a zany combination of Wayne's pet young'n'
You name the game and I'll bring Dwayne
And Roger and Rerun to Wayne's pet young'n'

Reruns brain - confetti stain
In a zany combination of Wayne's pet young'n'
Whats your name? are you glad you came?
But would you die in the name of Wayne's pet young'n'?
Yes I would! aaaahhhh!

Ahahahahahahahaha!
Ahahahahahahahaha!
Ha ha!
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« Reply #295 on: May 29, 2006, 10:32:00 PM »
I ride in your slipstream. I wear your reflection
I echo your heartbeat in the wind

You might say that we're lovers. You might say that we're strangers
You think you don't know me, but you're wearing my ring

Good dream. Bad dream. Just don't mean a thing
Good road. Bad road. Just don't mean a thing
But down in the whine of the wheels you'll hear me sing

I'm like a TV eye in the sky, but I'm right behind you
I'm like your signed confession, but I'm right behind you
I'm like the child you never were, but I'm right behind you
Let's ride

I ride in your slipstream. Don't try to touch me
Just trust me to love you. I love you

I ride in your slipstream.
I ride in your slipstream.
I ride in your slipstream.
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« Reply #296 on: June 26, 2006, 05:21:00 PM »
We're driven here to die, we're a mass without a mind
We live for our problems or any shit we find
They tell us what to do, then they turn out the lights
We stumble and we grovel, we mope and we gripe

Doomed! Nothing to look forward to
Doomed! To wait is all that we can do

Too tired to try hard, to tired to stand up straight
Too tired to invent things, to tired to plot or hate
This is health and ease, this is a clean street
This will make you drowsy, too tired to stand and speak

Doomed! Nothing to look forward to
Doomed! To wait is all that we can do
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« Reply #297 on: June 28, 2006, 11:43:00 PM »
I sold my soul for the second time
Cos the man, he don't pay me
I begged my landlord for some more time
He said "Son, the bills waiting"

My best friend called me the other night
He said "Man, are you crazy?"
My girlfriend told me to get a life
She said "boy, you lazy"

But I don't mind
As long as there's a bed beneath the stars that shine
I'll be fine
If you give me a minute
A mans got a limit
I cant get a life if your heart's not in it

I don't mind
As long as there's a bed beneath the stars that shine
I'll be fine
If you give me a minute
A mans got a limit
I cant get a life if my heart's not in it

I lost my faith in the summertime
Cos it don't stop raining
The sky all day's as black as night
But I'm not complaining

I begged my doctor for one more line
He said "Son, words fail me"
It ain't no place to be killing time
But I guess I'm just lazy

I don't mind
As long as there's a bed beneath the stars that shine
I'll be fine
If you give me a minute
A mans got a limit
I cant get a life if my heart's not in it

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Import ... Idle_(song)
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« Reply #298 on: June 29, 2006, 08:21:00 AM »
I was only 15, standout on the ave.
Youre chasing a bad dream, a luxury I never had
Living my life in the box, or sleepin in the trash
Taking girls for the things I need, like booze, drugs and ass
Get stoned, daily survival in the war zone
Yeah our teens meant everything, alright
Half rack, smoking out till its all black
Death trap, watch me going blind, oh
I dont care what you say, i
Or what you do
Chemical addiction is
Getting rid of you
So high, colors turn to sound
Goodbye, let us in and well lay you in the ground
Chosen on the floor, take another drag
Bought a bunch of valiums from skinny broadway bag
I dont know much about heroin but i, I wanna try
Just about everything once before I die
Get stoned, daily survival in the war zone
Yeah our teens meant everything, alright
Half rack, smoking out till its all black
Death trap, watch me going blind, oh
I dont care what you say, i
Or what you do
Chemical addiction is
Getting rid of you
So high, colors turn to sound
Goodbye, let us in and well lay you in the ground
Now jerry do me like this...
Get stoned, daily survival in the war zone
Yeah our teens meant everything, alright
Half rack, smoking out till its all black
Death trap, watch me going blind, oh
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« Reply #299 on: June 29, 2006, 11:44:00 AM »
Hello
I've waited here for you
Everlong

Tonight
I throw myself into
And out of the red out of her head she sang

Come down
And waste away with me
Down with me

Slow out
You wanted it to be
Over my head, out of my head she sang

And i wonder
When i sing along with you
If everything could ever feel this real forever
If anything could ever be this good again
The only thing i'll ever ask of you
You've got to promise not to stop when i say when
She sang

Breathe out
So I can breathe you in
Hold you in

And now
I know you've always been
Out of your head out of my head I sang

And i wonder
When i sing along with you
If everything could ever feel this real forever
If anything could ever be this good again
The only thing i'll ever ask of you
You've got to promise not to stop when i say when
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