09-17-2003, 10:37 PM | #201 |
This guy has posted so much, his fingers are about to fall off.
Join Date: Nov 2000
Location: In Absentia
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Sailing down, down the Styx again,
Without you my love, I want to return but then, I see all my friends, they want me to join but then, They all melt away, without you alone. And the river's running through my veins. Lately she don't seem the same. And the blood keeps calling out my name. I pass by the sins, left by a different man, The tides brought them here, cast by a different hand. And the wisps of the winds, blow with the Styx again. Pushing me on, without you alone.
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M's pitcher Miguel Batista: "Now, I feel like I've had everything. I've talked pitching with Sandy Koufax, had Kenny G play for me. Maybe if I could have an interview with God, then I'd be served. I'd be complete." |
09-17-2003, 10:59 PM | #202 |
High School Varsity
Join Date: Oct 2000
Location: Old Forge, PA
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A gathering of angels appeared above my head
They sang to me this song of hope, and this is what they said They said come sail away, come sail away Come sail away with me Come sail away, come sail away Come sail away with me
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09-17-2003, 11:03 PM | #203 |
College Starter
Join Date: Nov 2002
Location: La Mirada, CA
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Girl, you’re my angel, you’re my darling angel
Closer than my peeps you are to me, baby Shorty, you’re my angel, you’re my darling angel Girl, you’re my friend when I’m in need, lady Life is one big party when you’re still young But who’s gonna have your back when it’s all done It’s all good when you’re little, you have pure fun Can’t be a fool, son, what about the long run Looking back Shorty always mention Said me not giving her much attention She was there through my incarceration I wanna show the nation my appreciation
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09-17-2003, 11:11 PM | #204 |
This guy has posted so much, his fingers are about to fall off.
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Location: In Absentia
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Surgery, with no anesthesia
Fell the knife pierce you intensely Inferior, no use to mankind Strapped down screaming out to die Angel of Death Monarch to the kingdom of the dead Infamous butcher, Angel of Death
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M's pitcher Miguel Batista: "Now, I feel like I've had everything. I've talked pitching with Sandy Koufax, had Kenny G play for me. Maybe if I could have an interview with God, then I'd be served. I'd be complete." |
09-17-2003, 11:14 PM | #205 |
Hokie, Hokie, Hokie, Hi
Join Date: Mar 2001
Location: Kennesaw, GA
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Well I'm knocking on Death's door
Will I take my rest Among the blessed?... Mother are you waiting? Father are you pacing? I'm coming home |
09-17-2003, 11:16 PM | #206 |
Coordinator
Join Date: Oct 2000
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Dear Father, I need you
You're strength, my heart to mend I want to fly higher Every new day again |
09-17-2003, 11:20 PM | #207 |
Pro Starter
Join Date: Oct 2000
Location: Allen Park, MI
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Bless me dark father I have sinned
I've done it before and I'll do it again Cuz it keeps me warm, and makes you smile Been beneath me all the while Hell yes |
09-17-2003, 11:43 PM | #208 |
College Starter
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Location: La Mirada, CA
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Lets get down to business.
I don't got no time to play around what is this Must be a circus in town, lets shut the shit down on these clowns. Can I get a witness? HELL YEAH!
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09-17-2003, 11:47 PM | #209 |
High School Varsity
Join Date: Oct 2000
Location: Old Forge, PA
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Found out this morning
There's a circus coming to town They drive in Cadillacs Using walkie-talkies, and the Secret Service Their big top Imitation of life And all the flags and microphones We have to cover our eyes
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There are three things I have learned never to discuss with people...religion, politics, and the Great Pumpkin. - Linus Van Pelt |
09-17-2003, 11:47 PM | #210 |
Pro Starter
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Location: Allen Park, MI
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i don’t wanna be your clown again.
and i don’t wanna live this triangle. no i don’t wanna be your clown now cause i long to carry on. i don’t wanna be your i don’t wanna be your i don’t wanna be your in the beginning you were oh so clear. it started out as something pure and sincere but now i see the evil within. so tell me what’s the reason. in the beginning it was so clean. nobody else just love was all it could mean. but now you tell me that there’s somebody else, but you don’t want to leave me. but i don’t wanna be your clown again. and i don’t wanna live this triangle. i don’t wanna be your clown now, cause i long to carry on. no i don’t wanna be your clown again. no i don’t wanna live this triangle. i don’t wanna live your life girl, cause i long to carry on. |
09-18-2003, 07:24 AM | #211 |
This guy has posted so much, his fingers are about to fall off.
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Location: In Absentia
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I am not a fool
Love did not make me dumb So tonight I seek the truth Am I still the only one? Baby just save face And make me believe that when You ask me for space That it's not to fit someone else in I pray that when the sun goes down on everything you've done Whoever's arms you're sleeping in will warm you like the sun I hope your dreams are peaceful I hope you're sleep is sound And you are satisfied with what you've found When you finally turn around Sugar don't hold out For if you don't love me still Well it's the least that you could do To let me find someone that will I pray that when the sun goes down on everything you've done Whoever's arms you're sleeping in will warm you like the sun I hope your dreams are peaceful I hope you're sleep is sound And you are satisfied with what you've found Twenty years from now, my love Long after all the tears have dried Who'll be there in memory only? And who'll be by your side? Regret is a pill to swill that never quite goes down I pray that he is gentle and careful with your heart That he touches you in ways that slowly pry your shell apart So he can reach that part of you that truly is your core And you can find an inroad that you have been fighting for, baby girl Regret is a pill to swill that never quite goes down So I hope you're satisfied with what you've found When you finally turn around
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M's pitcher Miguel Batista: "Now, I feel like I've had everything. I've talked pitching with Sandy Koufax, had Kenny G play for me. Maybe if I could have an interview with God, then I'd be served. I'd be complete." |
09-18-2003, 01:04 PM | #212 |
College Benchwarmer
Join Date: Jun 2001
Location: Grafton, WI
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Turn your love around
This time the girl became a woman Don't you turn me down Every woman needs a man I can show you how I love the girl, I love the woman Turn your love around |
09-18-2003, 01:15 PM | #213 |
Hokie, Hokie, Hokie, Hi
Join Date: Mar 2001
Location: Kennesaw, GA
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Nothin' much to say I guess
Just the same as all the rest Been trying to throw your arms around the world And a woman needs a man Like a fish needs a bicycle When you're tryin' to throw your arms around the world |
09-18-2003, 01:26 PM | #214 |
Pro Rookie
Join Date: Feb 2003
Location: Raleigh, NC
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Woo! Be still... (Sorry...picking up on VPI's post)
Now the world's gone to hell The moon's rising high Let me bid you farewell Every man has to die For it's written in the starlight And on every line of your palm We are fools to make war On our brothers-in-arms |
09-18-2003, 01:28 PM | #215 |
College Benchwarmer
Join Date: Jun 2001
Location: Grafton, WI
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The moon is on ice
It smiles from above It lights up the night And sends you its love And sends you its love In a small cafe You said you were mine The moon is on ice Sitting alone And love is the price It won't let you go Ohhh In a small cafe You said you were mine You said you were mine |
09-18-2003, 02:30 PM | #216 |
This guy has posted so much, his fingers are about to fall off.
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Location: In Absentia
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So you've come to say you're very sorry
"It won't happen again - forgive me?" Time will not heal these wounds And I'm bleeding because of you Was everything we had just a joke? I've run out of patience, tears and hope Love does not conquer all And I'm screaming because of you Too late for apologies In the shadow of the light from a black sun Frigid statue standing icy blue and numb Where are the frost giants I've begged for protection? I'm freezing Cold winter winds that chill my heart with sleet & snow Not from the North come to this glacial abode But from your dimension cryogenic limbo I'm freezing I'm frozen It's too late
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M's pitcher Miguel Batista: "Now, I feel like I've had everything. I've talked pitching with Sandy Koufax, had Kenny G play for me. Maybe if I could have an interview with God, then I'd be served. I'd be complete." |
09-18-2003, 03:16 PM | #217 |
Pro Starter
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Location: Allen Park, MI
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And I wanted you to know it was you
that we were thinking of as we quietly died in the snow A place we'll never leave A place we never wanna call home A place we'll call the final resting place in pieces |
09-18-2003, 03:25 PM | #218 |
Go Reds
Join Date: May 2001
Location: Bloodbuzz Ohio
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Leif and I are on the train to New York in car 1399.
There's a guy with a quarter in his ear and I've seen Leif only once in the past two months. His hair is sticking up a little in the front. He's losing it just a bit. When I get home tonight I'll miss him in Hampshire. I'll miss his glasses and the way he writes in purple pen, the way his collar falls to the left. Have you seen his ankles lately? I know he's next to me. I feel his sweater here, but when I'm sleeping it's only green sheets and the hair down my legs. I think I'll write you, Leif, when I'm near Tuesday, sometime before you go and I'm back on the train. |
09-18-2003, 03:31 PM | #219 |
Pro Starter
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Location: Allen Park, MI
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a train appeared in town one night.
for some of us it changed our lives a few of us never saw it coming, then like the fire it disappeared. it happens at a wonderful age, with the traffic lights your mind can change we made up rules to follow for good, no wonder we're fucked up, some of us did tonight never ends if we never go inside. the moon is always full your calendar is always pinned on summertime |
09-18-2003, 03:37 PM | #220 |
Go Reds
Join Date: May 2001
Location: Bloodbuzz Ohio
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The moon hangs like the blade of an axe tonight
And it's poised to drop some time soon enough on this dumptruck where I lie Mixed up with the morning's trash There's a piece of glass sticking in my back and tar covering my mouth But it's okay cause I'm still breathing and my hands are free of the heap And I think that I see that big blade falling And I think that I see that big blade coming |
09-18-2003, 03:49 PM | #221 |
This guy has posted so much, his fingers are about to fall off.
Join Date: Nov 2000
Location: In Absentia
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I) Athens, MI; High School Graduation and a Bloody Nose
Below the thumb resides a prairie tagged Monhalo. Old as dumb. Does slave labor. Vents for Chrysler. In a hut made of branflakes and green egg cartons lives a nun with skin like visqueen stretched on bamboo. II) The Cosmic Wager They met on a deer path. Uncle Lowell's a betting man. I wager my nephew Jeb can break your face in half. Now I've heard everything, but some chump's 'gonna balk. Come beside Nell's polebarn where my haymaker's heating up. Autumn sun rolls on through the dust of the Butcher's parking lot. When I'm done, standing over your only nephew's bloody husk. I'll live forever, 'cuz I'll fight anything. 'got chores to finish. So let's start swinging. The ballcap hit the ground. Jeb charged without a thought. The haymaker coiled back, and launched Jeb's head off. III) Hick Superstitions And on it rolled through Lake Michigan and towards the Pacific Coast; and some still say if you look real close Jeb's head will roll through your legs.
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M's pitcher Miguel Batista: "Now, I feel like I've had everything. I've talked pitching with Sandy Koufax, had Kenny G play for me. Maybe if I could have an interview with God, then I'd be served. I'd be complete." |
09-18-2003, 03:52 PM | #222 |
Pro Starter
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i'm like a broken record
i've got a needle scratching me it injects the poison of alcohol I.V. i don't blame you for walking away i'd do the same if i saw me i swear it's not contagious i swear to god it's not contagious step one: slit my throat step two: play in my blood step three: cover me in dirty sheets and run laughing out of the house step four: stop at lake michigan and rinse those crimson hands you took me hostage you made your demands i couldn't meet them so you cut off my fingers one by one this could be love (love for fire) |
09-18-2003, 03:55 PM | #223 |
This guy has posted so much, his fingers are about to fall off.
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Location: In Absentia
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Fake your death. Plant a bomb. A note with a dental record. Move Away. Dublin's calling. Reserve a Euroticket today.
This life is boring me. I knew it ever since thirteen. Fake your death. Drive your Pinto to a pier on Lake Michigan. Jump a train. Watch your Pinto on the pier burst into flames. I'll fake my death.
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M's pitcher Miguel Batista: "Now, I feel like I've had everything. I've talked pitching with Sandy Koufax, had Kenny G play for me. Maybe if I could have an interview with God, then I'd be served. I'd be complete." |
09-18-2003, 03:59 PM | #224 |
Go Reds
Join Date: May 2001
Location: Bloodbuzz Ohio
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I hope your Pinto begins to spin,
Takes out a disabled Vietnam Veteran, Mows down a Nobel Peace Prize Winner, And maybe some orphans having Christmas dinner, Perhaps even the British Royal Family, And the Rabbi that's clutching the bottle-fed puppy, And we can't forget the newlyweds, And those Jerry's Kids are as good as dead, I hope this helps to emphasize, I hope this helps to clarify, I hope you die -------------------- Two pintos in a row about dying!! |
09-18-2003, 04:27 PM | #225 |
This guy has posted so much, his fingers are about to fall off.
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Location: In Absentia
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What else are Pintos good for?
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M's pitcher Miguel Batista: "Now, I feel like I've had everything. I've talked pitching with Sandy Koufax, had Kenny G play for me. Maybe if I could have an interview with God, then I'd be served. I'd be complete." |
09-18-2003, 04:34 PM | #226 |
This guy has posted so much, his fingers are about to fall off.
Join Date: Nov 2000
Location: In Absentia
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I'm in a funeral kinda mood...
Type writehead collide. Tap tap paper tie. Prolific benign. Fill me throat cheap rye. I breathe a funeral foyer. Me with glue girl Margaret. Now she's kissing me. We drink gin till we can't see. Pâté brunch for symposium. Pink balloons drape the coffins. It reads no systole. I spill scotch on the body. Shit smile prom night. Rational hick life. Self-hypnosis guide. Exuberance lactize. I hear a song on the radio. So I spit on the dial. Now she's kissing me. We snort scotch till we're plastic. There's a gimp with a yo-yo who says Pepsi owns Tokyo. He says pardon me. Let's bury the body. Hey, hey let's drive to the grave. Now our cars are a gay parade. He says, "Hey, hey. Let's drive to the grave. We'll bury meat on a rainy day." Human Landfill. I trip to walk. Margaret hands me a Librium, I say "thanks for the confidence." Now she's kissing me, my flask of Chaska's empty. I stumble up to the podium, and push down the Reverend. They'll yell, "Eulogy". So I pass out on the body. Hey, hey fill in the grave. Shovel mud on a deity. I say, "Hey, hey. Fill in the grave, then steal the collection tray." Pack some mud on the pious meat. Pack some mud on Uncle Sam. God bless the grime.
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M's pitcher Miguel Batista: "Now, I feel like I've had everything. I've talked pitching with Sandy Koufax, had Kenny G play for me. Maybe if I could have an interview with God, then I'd be served. I'd be complete." Last edited by Ksyrup : 09-18-2003 at 04:35 PM. |
09-18-2003, 04:37 PM | #227 |
Go Reds
Join Date: May 2001
Location: Bloodbuzz Ohio
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And when they nail my pimpled ass to the cross
I'll tell them I found Jesus that should throw them off He goes by the name Jesus (HAY-ZEUS) and steals hubcaps from cars Oh Jesus can I borrow your crowbar? To pry these God damn nails out they're beginning to hurt Crucified and all I got was this lousy T-shirt "I Can't Believe It's Not Butter!" I'll sing as I'm flogged Yeah that's what I would do if I were God So vote for me for Savior and you'll go to Heaven Your lame duck Lord is like Kevin Spacey in "Seven" With creepy threats of H-E-Double-Hockey-Stick You just can't teach an old God new tricks But would I be a good Messiah with my low self-esteem? If I don't believe in myself would that be blasphemy? Just sport some crummy "holier than thou" facade Yeah that's what I would do if I were God |
09-18-2003, 04:48 PM | #228 |
Pro Starter
Join Date: Oct 2000
Location: Allen Park, MI
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sweet blasphemy my giving tree
it hasn't rained in years i bring to you this sacrificial offering of virgin ears leave it to me i remain free from all the comforts of home and where that is i'm pleased as piss to say i'll never really know i put them all in black the four walls of my bedroom and i trimmed them in red peeled your picture off the wall and i'm living in lack of the blood sent from your heartbeat that arrived in your neck every time i salivated over you what's upside down what's coated in silver? this crucifix is my four leaf clover |
09-18-2003, 08:49 PM | #229 |
College Benchwarmer
Join Date: Jun 2001
Location: Grafton, WI
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Silver couches to recline upon
And ornaments of gold Silver moonbeams dance in fountains Below shining citadels Surrounded by silver gates -- ascending silver stairs Eureka on angelic prayer -- wafts in and scents the air With ornaments of gold To warm my soul from the growing cold Ornaments of gold We can drink from silver vessels We can feed from silver bowls Then I'll give you gilded treasures Anointed by intoxicating oils Drenched in riches -- unimaginable Your splendour drips with jewels that are so beautiful And ornaments of gold Warm my soul from the growing cold Adorable -- rewardable you From head to toe -- I'd love to cover you And smother you in ornaments of gold In honeydew -- I'd love to cover you Oh lover do bring Ornaments of gold Protect our hearts from this Cruel world Ornaments of gold |
09-18-2003, 09:32 PM | #230 |
Pro Starter
Join Date: Oct 2000
Location: Allen Park, MI
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I want to live,
I want to give I've been a miner for a heart of gold. It's these expressions I never give That keep me searching for a heart of gold |
09-18-2003, 09:59 PM | #231 |
Go Reds
Join Date: May 2001
Location: Bloodbuzz Ohio
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Please just don't play with me my paper heart will bleed
This wait for destiny won't do Be with me please I beseech you Simple things, that make you run a-way Catch you if I can Tears fall, down your face The taste, is something new Something that I know Moving on is, easiest when I am around you. |
09-18-2003, 11:04 PM | #232 |
College Benchwarmer
Join Date: Jun 2001
Location: Grafton, WI
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Now if there's a smile on my face
It's only there trying to fool the public But when it comes down to fooling you Now honey that's quite a different subject But don't let my glad expression Give you the wrong impression Cos really I'm sad, Oh I'm sadder than sad Well I'm hurt and I want you so bad Like a clown I appear to be glad ooh yeah Well they're some sad things known to man But ain't too much sadder than The tears of a clown when there's no one around Oh yeah, baby baby, oh yeah baby baby |
09-20-2003, 12:49 AM | #233 |
Hokie, Hokie, Hokie, Hi
Join Date: Mar 2001
Location: Kennesaw, GA
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Did it all for you to say
You never wanted me that way Now the dogs have had their meat I think I'll go plug in the mains I tumble like a clown Before your baying hounds I supplicate myself Into your hands When you spare a make-up smile I'm instantly your biggest fan How I was to know that You practised it beforehand? I tumble like a clown Before your baying hounds I supplicate myself Into your hands |
09-20-2003, 08:05 AM | #234 |
Coordinator
Join Date: Sep 2003
Location: NJ
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I'm the best thing, that never happened
Im the best thing youll never have Your the best thing, that never happened that never happened Its really too bad and i was the last thing, you ever wanted and the best thing you never had. |
09-22-2003, 09:45 PM | #235 |
College Starter
Join Date: Oct 2001
Location: The Mad City, WI
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Ooh you're the best friend that I ever had
I've been with you such a long time You're my sunshine and I want you to know That my feelings are true I really love you Oh you're my best friend |
09-22-2003, 09:51 PM | #236 |
Coordinator
Join Date: Oct 2000
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It's not a change of pace
This time I'll get it right It's not a change of taste I was the one there last night You have your other friends They were there when you cried Didn't mean to hurt you then Best friends just won't leave your side But what do I get 'cause I just seem to lose You make me regret those times I spent with you And playing those games as I wait for your call And now I give up, so goodbye and so long It's not a change of pace This time I'll get it right It's not a change of taste I was the one there last night When I needed you most When I needed a friend You let me down now Like I let you down then |
09-22-2003, 10:18 PM | #237 |
Go Reds
Join Date: May 2001
Location: Bloodbuzz Ohio
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I'll follow that up with some more old school Blink.
I think of a while ago, We might of had it all, I was so stupid then, You needed time to grow. But now just as things change, As well my feelings do, In time things rearrange, I am so sick of chasing you. But what do I get cause I just seem to lose You make me regret those times I spent with you And playing those Holy shit, this is the same song. I feel stupid, I did the first verse, you did the second. Ahh, it works. |
09-22-2003, 10:39 PM | #238 |
Coordinator
Join Date: Oct 2000
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She didn't mean to deceive you, believe me
But sometimes the hardest part is conceiving The good intentions that you had Now only came to this And although she saw the mark The arrow missed It isn't exciting reciting the stories Of kind words turned hurting when routine get boring Both getting tired of punk rock clubs And both playing in punk rock bands The start was something good But some good things must end And she said, "It could never survive With such differing lives One home, one out on tour again We may never come back The strike of a match The candle's buring at both ends." |
09-22-2003, 10:55 PM | #239 |
Head Coach
Join Date: Oct 2002
Location: Colorado Springs
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You know your momma and your daddy.
Saying I'm no good for you. Saying I'm dirty, from the alley. And I don't know what to dooooo. Yeah, I get so tired of sneaking around, just to get to your back door. I crawled past the garbage and your momma jumped out screaming don't come back no more! I can't take it! My guitar wants to kill your mama! My guitar wants to kill your mama! My guitar wants to burn your dad... I get real mean when it makes me mad Last edited by Coffee Warlord : 09-22-2003 at 10:57 PM. |
09-22-2003, 11:01 PM | #240 |
College Starter
Join Date: Oct 2001
Location: The Mad City, WI
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My momma talkin' to me tryin' to tell me how to live
But I don't listen to her 'cause my head is like a sieve My daddy, he disowned me 'cause I wear my sister's clothes He caught me in the bathroom with a pair of pantyhose My basketball coach, he done kicked me off the team For wearin' high-heel sneakers and actin' like a queen |
09-22-2003, 11:18 PM | #241 |
Head Coach
Join Date: Oct 2002
Location: Colorado Springs
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I wanna be your Prison Wife.
I'm mighty handy with a knife. I'm gonna be here for the rest of my life! I wanna be your Prison Wife! You look so cute in that upper bunk. Come on down and feel my funk. I'm not saying that you're gay. Let's make love the Prison Way! Last edited by Coffee Warlord : 09-22-2003 at 11:18 PM. |
09-22-2003, 11:42 PM | #242 |
College Starter
Join Date: Oct 2001
Location: The Mad City, WI
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You’re my prison bitch, my prison bitch
You’re not like other men I’m glad we share a prison cell when lights go out at ten I can’t escape the way I feel Now that would be a crime As long as I am doing you, I don’t mind doing time Cause you’re my prison bitch, my prison bitch And I have no regrets I got you for a candy bar and a pack of cigarettes At first you were resistant But now you are my friend I knew that I would get you in the end. |
09-23-2003, 12:01 AM | #243 |
Coordinator
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That ever since when I first saw you
Sitting on your car outside You asked for a cigarette I couldn’t stop staring At your eyes Ever since when I first saw you Looking bored in that plastic chair With the lights of the office Around you Those blond streaks They look so pretty In your black hair You look cool and alternative With that disaffected stare You want people to think That you just don’t care |
09-23-2003, 12:28 AM | #244 |
Pro Starter
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Location: Allen Park, MI
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I put it all on black
The color you're all dressed in And a stab in the back Left you bleeding on the floor And I'm mourning the death The recent passing of your insides I smile and regret Everytime I think of how I spoke to you I put it all in back Of my mind where I hold you I'm just trying to keep track How far back it really goes And I'm living in lack Of the blood sent from the heavens I'm just tryin to relax As a killer's waiting right outside my door What's black and white was red all over This tired, busted, organ donor |
09-23-2003, 12:33 AM | #245 |
Coordinator
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New Vikings Stadium
Put it on the tab! '87 Chrysler Put it on the tab! New leather couch Put it on the tab! |
09-23-2003, 02:30 AM | #246 |
Coordinator
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Location: NJ
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There's a light in your soul,
that says you're one of a kind, you'll never let go. Be origional, an individual, like Dr. Pepper. Be you, do what you do. (Dr. Pepper) Be you do what you do. (Nothin better) Be you do what you do. |
09-23-2003, 03:51 AM | #248 |
Pro Starter
Join Date: Jan 2001
Location: Rennes, France
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What ravages of spirit
conjured this temptuous rage created you a monster broken by the rules of love and fate has lead you through it you do what you have to do and fate has led you through it you do what you have to do ... and I have the sense to recognize that I don't know how to let you go every moment marked with apparitions of your soul I'm ever swiftly moving trying to escape this desire the yearning to be near you I do what I have to do the yearning to be near you I do what I have to do but I have the sense to recognize "Sarah McLachlan" |
09-23-2003, 10:13 PM | #249 |
Go Reds
Join Date: May 2001
Location: Bloodbuzz Ohio
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We could wait for the wind to blow
Or give me a look so cold... It gives me chills And ends the summer war My eyes roll Around and over and again Falling down, dizzy with sun stroke I'll be there And i'll try to identify, try to look through the gray skies in your eyes.. I'll pick up everything you left behind Cross your fingers, and pray for winter I'll be there Painting the town your favorite color. Guess i'll call or see you around... yeah Guess i'll call or see you around. Guess i'll call or see you around... yeah Guess i'll call or see you around. I'll call, or see you around. I'll call, or see you around. I'll call, or see you around. I'll call, or see you around. ...painting the town your favorite color. |
09-23-2003, 11:38 PM | #250 |
Pro Starter
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Location: ...down the gravity well
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You know my name
Look up the number You know my name Look up the number You you know you know my name You you know you know my name Good evening and welcome to Slaggers Featuring Denis O'Bell Come on Ringo, let's hear it for Denis Good evening You know my name Look look look up the number You know my name That's right, look up the number You you know you know my name You you know you know my name You know my name Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba Look up the number You know my name That's right, look up the number Oh you know you know you know my name You know you know you know my name Huh huh huh huh You know my name Ba ba ba pum Look up the number. You know my name Look up the number You-a you know you know my name Baby you-a you know you know my name You know you know my name You know you know my name Go on Denis, let's hear it for Denis O'Bell You know my name You know you know my name You know you know my name Prrr you know my name and the number You know my name and the number you know you know my name Look up me number You know my number three you know my number two you know my number three you know my number four Oh you know my name you know number too You know my name you know my number What's up with you? You know my name That's right? Yeah
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"General Woundwort's body was never found. It could be that he still lives his fierce life somewhere else, but from that day on, mother rabbits would tell their kittens that if they did not do as they were told, the General would get them. Such was Woundwort's monument, and perhaps it would not have displeased him." Watership Down, Richard Adams |
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