09-24-2003, 12:16 AM | #251 |
Coordinator
Join Date: Oct 2000
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You're not punk, and I'm telling everyone.
Save your breath I never was one. You don't know what I'm all about, like killing cops and reading Kerouac. My enemies are all too familiar, they're the ones who used to call me friend. I'm coloring outside your guidelines. I was passing out while you were passing out your rules. 1 2 3 4 who's punk what's the score? I've got a friend, her name is Boxcar. Cigarettes and beer in El Sob. Her hair was blue, but now its green. I like her mind, she hates the scene. You're all alone... |
09-24-2003, 01:02 PM | #252 |
High School Varsity
Join Date: Oct 2000
Location: Old Forge, PA
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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
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09-24-2003, 01:06 PM | #253 |
Head Coach
Join Date: Dec 2002
Location: Maryland
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Each day through my window I watch her as she passes by
I say to myself, ´You're such a lucky guy´ To have a girl like her is truly a dream come true Out of all the fellas in the world, she belongs to you But it was just my imagination, Running away with me It was just my imagination, Running away with me
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09-24-2003, 01:24 PM | #254 |
Coordinator
Join Date: Aug 2001
Location: Buffalo, NY
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All day
Staring at the ceiling making friends with shadows on my wall All night Hearing voices telling me that I should get some sleep because tomorrow might be good for something Hold on I'm feeling like I'm heading for a breakdown, and I don't know why |
09-24-2003, 01:27 PM | #255 |
High School Varsity
Join Date: Oct 2000
Location: Old Forge, PA
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I'm not content to be with you in the daytime
Girl I want to be with you all of the time The only time I feel alright is by your side Girl I want to be with you all of the time All day and all of the night All day and all of the night All day and all of the night
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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 |
09-24-2003, 01:30 PM | #256 |
Head Coach
Join Date: Dec 2002
Location: Maryland
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Girl, you really got me goin'
You got me so I don't know what I'm doin' now Yeah, you really got me now You got me so I can't sleep at night Yeah, you really got me now You got me so I don't know what I'm doin' now Oh yeah, you really got me now You got me so I can't sleep at night You really got me You really got me You really got me
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09-24-2003, 08:44 PM | #257 |
Coordinator
Join Date: Oct 2000
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I can't imagine all the people that you know
and the places that you go when the lights are turned down low and I don't understand all the things you've seen but i'm slipping inbetween you and your big dreams it's always you in my big dreams and you tell me that it's over wake up lying in a patch of four leaf clovers and your restless, and i'm naked you've gotta get out you can't stand to see me shaking no could you let me go? I didn't think so and you don't wanna be here in the future so you say the present's just a pleasent interruption to the past and you don't wanna look much closer cuz your afraid to find out all this hope you had sent into the sky by now had crashed and it did because of me and then you bring me home afraid to find out that you're alone and i'm sleeping in your living room but we don't have much room to live I had these dreams that i learned to play guitar maybe cross the country become a rock star and there was hope in me that i could take you there but dammit you're so young well i don't think i care and if i hurt you then i'm sorry please don't think that this was easy then you bring me home cuz we both know what it's like to be alone and i'm dreaming in your living room but we don't have much room to live and konstantine is walking down the stairs doesn't she look good standing in her underwear and i was thinking what i was thinking we've been drinking and it doesn't get me anywhere my Konstantine came walking down the stairs and all that i could do is touch her long blonde hair and i've been thinking it hurts me thinking that these nights when we were drinking no they never got us anywhere no this is because i can spell konfusion with a k and i like it it's to dying in another's arms and why I had to try it it's to jimmy eat world and those nights in my car when the first star you see may not be a star I'm not your star isn't that what you said what you thought this song meant and if this is what it takes just to lie in my mistakes and live with what i did to you and all the hell I put you through I always catch the clock it's 11:11 and now you want to talk it's not hard to dream you'll always be my konstantine konstantine, they'll never hurt you like i do no they'll never hurt you like i do no, no, no no no no no no this is to a girl who got into my head with all the pretty things she did hey you know you keep me up in bed this is to a girl who got into my head with all the fucked up things i did hey maybe baby you could keep me up in bed my Konstantine spin around me like a dream we played out on this movie screen and i said did you know i missed you? [x7] oh god i miss you and then you bring me home and we'll go to sleep, but this time, not alone, no no and you'll kiss me in your living room i know you'll miss me in your living room cuz these nights i think maybe that i'll miss you in my living room we don't have much room i said does anybody need that room? because we all need a little more room to live my Konstantine |
09-24-2003, 09:02 PM | #258 |
This guy has posted so much, his fingers are about to fall off.
Join Date: Nov 2000
Location: In Absentia
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In your underclothes
You went out for a smoke I call you in Just before the storm begins Your last breath of smoke You let out in the room It makes a cloud Like the greyist Perfect plume Smoke baby, smoke baby More alcohol baby Cocaine in Montreal And back out on the plane baby An early flight will leave And on it will be me I'll be half asleep And you'll get up at three a.m. Casual as a light Flickers before it's night Sadness comes And the daylight turns and runs As the sun is setting you'll be betting I'll be getting through I'll find a payphone baby And take some time to talk to you And I have never felt Quite this close to hell All this rock and roll baby Only time will tell But we're young now, having fun now On the town now, get around now It's fine for now But someday we'll settle down But not now Smoke baby... Who'll give you time to cry? And time to find yourself?
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09-24-2003, 09:04 PM | #259 |
Pro Starter
Join Date: Oct 2000
Location: Allen Park, MI
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She grew up in a Indiana town ,
Had a good lookin' mama who never was around But she grew up tall and she grew up right , With them Indiana boys on an Indiana night Then she moved down here at the age of eighteen , She blew the boys away ; was more than they'd seen I was introduced and we both started groovin' , She said , "I dig you, baby , but I got to keep movin' " ...on, keep movin' on Last dance with Mary Jane One more time to kill the pain I feel summer creepin' in and I'm Tired of this town again Well I don't know but I've been told , You never slow down , you never grow old I'm tired of screwin' up, tired of goin' down , Tired of myself , tired of this town , Oh my, my, oh hell yes, Honey put on that party dress Buy me a drink , sing me a song , Take me as I come 'cause I can't stay long There's pidgeons down in Market Square , She's standing in her underwear Lookin' down from a hotel room , Nightfall will be coming soon Oh my, my, oh hell yes, You've got to put on that party dress It was too cold to cry, when I woke up alone I hit the last number , I walked to the road |
09-24-2003, 09:13 PM | #260 |
Go Reds
Join Date: May 2001
Location: Bloodbuzz Ohio
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Let me run with you tonight
I'll take you on a moonlight ride There's someone I used to see But she don't give a damn for me But let me get to the point, let's roll another joint And tu rn the radio loud, I'm too alone to be proud You don't know how it feels You don't know how it feels to be me |
09-24-2003, 09:16 PM | #261 |
Coordinator
Join Date: Oct 2000
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You're always talkin' (its never ending)
It's about time that we turned off the radio Call the request lines and tell them that it's over You're always playin' all of the same songs Over and over again It's about time that we all turned off the radio We'll listen to b-sides and sing along To anthems of the years gone by Integrity and honesty will prevail tonight When it's all over (when it's all over) One question still remains Why do so many bands never make it to the radio? Look outside your FM dial They're preaching lies in 4/4 time A generation without a voice It's stripped of pride |
09-24-2003, 09:24 PM | #262 |
This guy has posted so much, his fingers are about to fall off.
Join Date: Nov 2000
Location: In Absentia
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Hear the sound of music
Drifting in the aisles Elevator prozac Stretching on for miles The music of the future Will not entertain It's only meant to repress And neutralise your brain Soul gets squeezed out Edges get blunt Demographic Gives what you want Now the sound of music Comes in silver pills Engineered to suit you Building cheaper thrills The music of rebellion Makes you wanna rage But it's made by millionaires Who are nearly twice your age One of the wonders of the world is going down It's going down I know It's one of the blunders of the world that no-one cares No-one cares enough
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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." |
09-24-2003, 09:41 PM | #263 |
High School Varsity
Join Date: Jul 2002
Location: St. Paul, MN
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This one goes out to all the depressed women...
Whether you take the prozac, zantax or paxil Whatever the hell they put in that capsule... I want y'all to come up to the stage, And grab me a shot of something on the way... And put a smile on the front of your face... |
09-24-2003, 10:23 PM | #264 |
College Starter
Join Date: Oct 2001
Location: The Mad City, WI
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I want a new drug - one that won't make me sick,
One that won't make me crash my car, or make me feel three feet thick. I want a new drug - one that won't hurt my head, One that won't make my mouth too dry, or make my eyes too red. One that won't make me nervous, wonderin' what to do. One that makes me feel like I feel when I'm with you, when I'm alone with you. |
09-24-2003, 10:30 PM | #265 |
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) There's Possum in the Morphine Fields
Miasma will befriend like a well oiled palm. The grass is so green. The grass is so clean. Besides the oaks I blink beneath one tree to flow. Amongst the stones I quake within it's grave to spin. I'll spin. I can't make any sense anymore. My verse falls empty. Words now enemies. I'm going home. There's one chance to be lost. There's one day I won't be drunk. Goddamned, I'm bleeding all. II) My Pills... Quick To see no one. Must be my tranquilizers. Enlisting my scorched Earth and barbed wire. I don't feel tranquil. I feel confused. I am confused.
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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." |
09-25-2003, 09:16 AM | #266 |
College Benchwarmer
Join Date: Jun 2001
Location: Grafton, WI
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You spin me right round, baby
right round like a record, baby Right round round round You spin me right round, baby Right round like a record, baby Right round round round I, I got be your friend now, baby And I would like to move in Just a little bit closer (little bit closer) All I know is that to me You look like you're lots of fun Open up your lovin' arms Watch out, here I come |
09-26-2003, 09:17 AM | #267 |
Hokie, Hokie, Hokie, Hi
Join Date: Mar 2001
Location: Kennesaw, GA
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Out on the streets, that's where we'll meet
You make the night, I always cross the line Tightened our belts, abuse ourselves Get in our way, we'll put you on your shelf Another day, some other way We're gonna go, but then we'll see you again I've had enough, we've had enough Cold in vain, she said I knew right from the beginning That you would end up winnin' I knew right from the start You'd put an arrow through my heart Round and round With love we'll find a way just give it time Round and round What comes around goes around I'll tell you why |
09-26-2003, 11:05 PM | #268 |
College Benchwarmer
Join Date: Jun 2001
Location: Grafton, WI
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Silence in the air.
Is anybody there? Searching every sound. Walking on quiet ground Somebody's out to get you! Hiding in shadows - poison arrows. Somebody's out to break you! Hiding in narrows - Poison arrows When you gonna break? Watching every move you make And everything you do, Evil eyes'll be on you. Somebody's out to get you! Hiding in shadows - poison arrows. Somebody's out to break you! Hiding in narrows - Poison arrows Don't give in, don't come any closer, No sir! Keep running, coming in closer, Closer. Don't give in, don't come any closer, No sir! Keep running, coming in closer, Closer. What you gonna do? Time is running out on you. Anywhere you choose, Anyway, you're gonna lose. |
09-26-2003, 11:13 PM | #269 |
High School JV
Join Date: Sep 2001
Location: Somewhere in Upstate NY
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You will come back within yourself
you can be art when we melt and i will know what you were for i say we're leaving there ain't nothing here at all another day, a week, the mall and baby if I was in demand you would be mind someday this place it going to burn is your whole life in there waiting? someday your head is going to turn and you'll realize i'm missing, do you realize? you will come back convince yourself you can stay alive and wait for me and i will know what this was for and I'll say we're leaving there ain't nothing here at all another month, a year that's all so you can tell them I'm coming and hell's coming with me someday this place is going to burn is your whole life in the waiting someday their heads are going to turn and they'll realize you're missing we are there
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09-27-2003, 10:52 AM | #270 |
College Benchwarmer
Join Date: Jun 2001
Location: Grafton, WI
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A crumpled future in your fist
The killing streak ascends sun kissed And the firestarter from within Pokes out from fever blistered grin King Salamander that's his name A desert maker that's his aim The benign cremator, branding iron in his hand Eager and willing to torch the land All fire and brimstone This jack-o-lantern He likes to watch the buildings burn His ardour smoulders, phosphorous flies He radiates with urgence to hypnotise Stoke the furnace, feed his need This thirst for fire is all he seeks He's the blazing rubber making tracks The blue touch paper at your back All fire and brimstone This salamander king He basks while all around him burns `Giddy-up, burn-up, not fade away' These words ignite and pave his way `Giddy-up, burn-up, stoke it up and turn it up' He sings these words in fervid frame All fire and brimstone This jack-o-lantern He likes to watch the pyres burn Jack be nimble, Jack be quick Jack jump over the candlestick |
10-01-2003, 03:39 PM | #271 |
Go Reds
Join Date: May 2001
Location: Bloodbuzz Ohio
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WATCH YOUR MOUTH hold your tongue boy cause you're running out of breath running out of time before every careless word that you utter renders you utterly useless. now you're drowning in your own saliva trying to speak yourself to the top of your empty world. keep on talking boy just keep on rambling you've got your mouth full.
now listen here's the pleasant part. you and i we fell apart. listen here's the pleasant part. you and i we fell apart. why can't you make up your make up your mind? SHUT YOUR MOUTH burn your bridges throw your words like an attack and stab me in the wait a second wait a second what's that i just heard- nevermind it's obviously worthless. now you're standing on your soapbox yellin from the rooftops everything you say is a lie. |
10-01-2003, 03:42 PM | #272 |
This guy has posted so much, his fingers are about to fall off.
Join Date: Nov 2000
Location: In Absentia
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For everything you do
I'd like to swallow you And everyday I'm gonna blame you Even if you justify Every fucking bullshit lie It only makes me want to break you You pull me down And you crucify my name You make me insane It's broken now Don't ever look my way Don't even think I'm playin' 'Cause I fucking hate you You're such a liar And I love to hate you You're all the same to me When you repeated me Take advantage of me The only thought I get of you sickens me Everybody knows your fate You're everything I fucking hate And I'm everything that you could never be You pull me down And you crucify my name You make me insane It's broken now Don't ever look my way Don't even think I'm playin' 'Cause I fucking hate you You're such a liar And I love to hate you You're all the same to me I fucking you hate you You're such a liar And I love to hate you You're all the same to me (Fuck you) (Fuck you) (Fuck you) You pull me down And you crucify my name You make me insane It's broken now Don't ever look my way Don't even think I'm playin' 'Cause I fucking hate you You're such a liar And I love to hate you You're all the same to me And I fucking hate You're such a liar And I love to hate you You're all the same to me Fuck you (fuck you) Fuck you (fuck you) Fuck you (fuck you) Fuck you (fuck you)
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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." |
10-01-2003, 03:48 PM | #273 |
Go Reds
Join Date: May 2001
Location: Bloodbuzz Ohio
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They think they crazy
But they ain't crazy lets face it Shit basically they just playin sick They ain't shit they ain't sayin shit Spray umh 50 (gun shots) A to K get in the way I bring Dre and them wit me And turn this day into fuckin mayhem You stayin wit me Don't let me lose you I'm not tryin to confuse you When I let lose wit this oozee And just shoot through you Izuzu You get the message Am I gettin through to you You know it's comin You motherfuckers dont even kno do you Take some BIG and some PAC And you mix them up in a pot Sprinkle a little Big L on top What the fuck do you got? You got the realest and illest killers Tied up in a knot The Juggernaughts of this rap shit Like it or not it's like a fight to the top To see who die for the spot You put your life in this Nothin like survivng a shot Y'all know what time it is Soon as 50 signs on this dot Shit what you know about death threats Cause I get alot Shady Records was 80 seconds Away from the towers Some cowards fucked with the wrong building They meant to hit ours Better evacuate all children Nuclear showers theres nothin spookier Your now about to witness the power of fuckin' 50! Last edited by korme : 10-01-2003 at 03:49 PM. |
10-01-2003, 04:18 PM | #274 |
Hokie, Hokie, Hokie, Hi
Join Date: Mar 2001
Location: Kennesaw, GA
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Fallin back on that ass with a hellafied gangsta lean
Gettin funky on the mic like a old batch of collard greens It's the capital S, oh yes, I'm fresh, N double-O P D O double-G Y, D O double-G, ya' see Showin much flex when it's time to wreck a mic Pimpin ho's and clockin a grip like my name was Dolomite Yeah, and it don't quit... I think they in the mood for some motherfuckin G shit So Dre. --- Whaddup Dogg? We gotta give 'em what dey want --- What's that, G? We gotta break 'em off somethin' --- Hell yeah! And it's gotta be bumpin' --- City of Compton! . . . Like this, that and this and uh It's like that and like this and like that and uh It's like this --- And who gives a fuck about those? So just chill, til the next episode |
10-01-2003, 08:53 PM | #275 |
College Starter
Join Date: Oct 2001
Location: The Mad City, WI
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There was a farmer had a dog,
And Bingo was his name-o. B-I-N-G-O! B-I-N-G-O! B-I-N-G-O! And Bingo was his name-o! |
10-01-2003, 08:58 PM | #276 |
Go Reds
Join Date: May 2001
Location: Bloodbuzz Ohio
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That just might kill this game. Nice Crappy.
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10-01-2003, 09:04 PM | #277 | |
Hokie, Hokie, Hokie, Hi
Join Date: Mar 2001
Location: Kennesaw, GA
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Quote:
My name is Mud Not to be confused with Bill or Jack or Pete or Dennis My name is mud and it's always been 'Cause I'm the most boring sons-a-bitch you've ever seen I dress in blue-yes navy blue From head to toe I'm rather drab except my patent shoes I make 'em shine, well most the time 'Cept today my feet are troddin' on by this friend of mine Six foort two and rude as hell I got to get him in the ground before he starts to smell My name is Mud My name is Mud, but call me Alowishus Devadander Abercrombie That's long for Mud so I've been told Told that by this sonsabitch that lies before me bloated blue and cold I've got my pride, I drink my wine I'd drink the finest except I haven't earned a dime in several months Or were it years The breath on that fat bastard could bring any man to tears We had our words, a common spat So I kissed him upside the cranium with an aluminum baseball bat My name is Mud |
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10-02-2003, 09:13 AM | #278 |
Creative Director, Grey Dog Software
Join Date: Oct 2000
Location: Madison, WI
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requiescat in pace, mr. zevon
Well, he went down to dinner in his Sunday best
Excitable boy, they all said And he rubbed the pot roast all over his chest Excitable boy, they all said He took in the four a.m. show at the Clark Excitable boy, they all said And he bit the usherette's leg in the dark Excitable boy, they all said Well, he's just an excitable boy He took little Suzie to the Junior Prom Excitable boy, they all said And he raped her and killed her, then he took her home Excitable boy, they all said Well, he's just an excitable boy After ten long years they let him out of the home Excitable boy, they all said And he dug up her grave and built a cage with her bones Excitable boy, they all said Well, he's just an excitable boy |
10-05-2003, 09:58 PM | #279 |
Go Reds
Join Date: May 2001
Location: Bloodbuzz Ohio
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Sweat baby , sweat baby
Sex is a Texas drought Me and you do the kind of stuff That only Prince would sing about So put your hands down my pants And I bet you'll feel nuts Yes I'm Siskel , yes I'm Ebert And you're getting two thumbs up You've had enough of two-hand touch You want it rough , you're out of bounds I want you smothered , want you covered Like my Waffle House hashbrowns Comin' quicker than Fed Ex Never reach an apex Just like coca -cola stock You are inclined to make me rise an hour early Just like daylight savings time Do it now You and me baby ain't nothin' but mammals So let''s do it like they do on the Discovery Channel Do it again now You and me baby ain't nothin' but mammals So let's do it like they do on the Discovery Channel Gettin' horny now Love the kind , you clean up With a mop and bucket Like the lost catacombs of Egypt Only God knows where we stuck it Hieroglyphics ? Let me be Pacific I wanna go down in your South Seas But I got this notion That the motion of your ocean means "Small Craft Advisory " So if I capsize on your thights High tide B-5 you sunk my battleship Please turn me on I'm Mr. Coffee With an automatic drip So show me yours , I'll show you mine "Tool Time " You'll Lovelett just like Lyle And then we'll do it doggy style So we can both watch "X-Files " You and me baby ain't nothin' but mammals So let's do it like they do on the Discovery Channel Do it again now You and me baby ain't nothin' but mammals So let's do it like they do on the Discovery Channel Gettin' horny now |
10-23-2003, 10:13 PM | #280 |
Go Reds
Join Date: May 2001
Location: Bloodbuzz Ohio
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THE MIDDLE OF ONE OF MY FAVORITE SONGS
-- so is that what you call a get away? well tell me what you got away with cause i see more slime than jelly fish i see more guts in 11 year old kids have another drink and drive yourself home i hope there's ice on all the roads and you can think of me when you forget your seatbelt and again when your head goes through the windshield is that what you call tact? you're as subtle as a brick in the small of my back so let's end this call and end this conversation and is that what you call a get away? tell me what you got away with cause you left the frays from the ties you severed when you say "best friends" means friends forever Last edited by korme : 10-23-2003 at 10:14 PM. |
10-24-2003, 09:37 AM | #281 |
Pro Rookie
Join Date: Feb 2003
Location: Raleigh, NC
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Don't believe the devil
I don't believe his book But the truth is not the same Without the lies he made up Don't believe in excess Success is to give Don't believe in riches But you should see where I live I...I believe in love Don't believe in forced entry Don't believe in rape But every time she passes by Wild thoughts escape I don't believe in death row Skid row or the gangs Don't believe in the Uzi It just went off in my hand I...I believe in love |
10-24-2003, 10:56 AM | #282 |
Pro Starter
Join Date: Feb 2002
Location: ...down the gravity well
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That's it
Turn the page on the day, walk away 'Cause they're sensing what I say I'm 45th generation Roman But I don't know 'em Or care when I'm spitting So return to your sitting position and listen it's fitting I'm miles ahead and they chase me Show yer face on TV, then we'll see You're can't do half, my crew laughs At yer rhubarb and custard verses Yer rain down curses but I'm waving, Yer hearse is driving by Streets riding high, with the beats in the sky All stare, eyes glazed Garage burnt down, the fire raged For 40 days and in 40 ways But through the blaze they see it fade The sea of black, the beaming heat on their faces Their figure emerges from the wasteage Eyes transfixed with a piercing gaze One hand clutching a sword raised to the sky They wonder how, they wonder why The sky turns white it all becomes clear They felt lifted from their fears They shed tears in the light After 6 dark years Young bold soldiers, the fire burns Cracks and smoulders 5 years older and wiser The fires are burning on fire, never tire Slave warriors in the forests and on higher We sing, hear the strings rising The war's over, the bells ring Memories fading, soldiers slaying Looks like Geezers raving The hazy fog over the bull ring, The lazy ways the birds sing A new babys born every day Few men may be spoilt today But look at things the other way Cos it may well be yer final day And then the crowds roar they slay, they all say I produce this using only my bare wit Gimme a jungle a garage beat and admit defeat, Use war and past injury as my metaphor and simile Get all applications into before the deadline Cos it's a fine line between strife or crime And a life of crime But you will reach the day, and it's all mine You can take it or leave, I shake And reveal stage tricks like Jimi Hendrix In the afterlife Gladiators meet their maker Thrown through the wind fields and lakes of Bluewater To the next life from the fortress Away from the knives and slaughter To their wives and daughters Once more before the law judges over all of us Cos in this place you'll see me Brace yourself, cos this goes deep I'll show you the secrets the sky and the birds Actions speak louder than words Stand by me my apprentice Be brave, Clench fists.
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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 |
11-08-2003, 04:39 PM | #283 |
Pro Starter
Join Date: Oct 2000
Location: Allen Park, MI
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Take your wings outside, you can't fly in here.
Besides, a purple sky is better soaring for you my angel. You're angel, you little devil. As for me i'll stay inside i'll be just fine and i'll watch from the window. Cannot categorize the nature of this sickness. A miracle that you're alive, stuck to the roof of my mouth with a staple. Remember last april when we saw u.s. maple? Somehow the singer showed the fireside exactly how i feel. And we say goodbye and go underground, or up towards the sky Up in smoke burnt down to size. At least we're still friends, at least we're still alive |
11-08-2003, 09:07 PM | #284 |
Go Reds
Join Date: May 2001
Location: Bloodbuzz Ohio
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you like to act like you don't care what people think
but if you didn't then you wouldn't do the things you do it's only in your head so just act how you want 'cause if you don't then you'll never have any fun you see the fads and trends you seem them come and go but if you follow those that's all you'll be remembered for originality is always hard to find in a world where everybody only wants to jump in line don't be so worried just do what works for you in a world full of critics you can't ever win if you're living for them the worst thing to do is to provide for them and not you |
11-29-2003, 11:44 AM | #285 |
Go Reds
Join Date: May 2001
Location: Bloodbuzz Ohio
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We write to apologize.
We ask to look past life as it goes by. I know you have sacrificed time, Life, love, time to fly. Please consider all things trite, Forgiveness will be the thing that gets us by. I know to have something like this Broken is hard to fix. Embers, we’re burning bridges down. Envelopes stuffed with feelings found. To write this down as means to reconcile. We write to patch things up, Maybe not to agree but to proclaim love. Let’s look ahead and then we’ll see the one Whose glory never ends. And based on that we’ll see, There’ll be room for change, but gradually. I know to have something like this Broken is hard to fix. If all is said and done and over, If we don’t have to, we’re not going to. Make the change, it’s worth the try. What’s broken can be fixed tonight. |
12-04-2003, 02:54 AM | #286 |
Pro Starter
Join Date: Oct 2000
Location: Allen Park, MI
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There's a fire forming, not too far from here
Along the east coast maybe, it resides in you, my dear Worn out on our courtesy, we've made our curtain calls Like vampire bats deprived of blood, into the New York City that we crawl And you've got a funny way of showing off your bathoom surgery You said you were just cooling down from plans of leaving me There's something I should tell you, for we may not have much time I've never met arms like yours |
12-04-2003, 11:11 PM | #287 |
College Starter
Join Date: Oct 2001
Location: The Mad City, WI
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Met a little lady so pretty and young
She was quite a little talker 'til the cat got her tongue She oozed up beside me, I turned on my charm Well, pretty soon she was completely disarmed I said, "Girl, now don't fall to pieces on me" But she cried her eyes out - literally At the party at the leper colony Oh, there's a party at the leper colony Hey, hey |
12-04-2003, 11:21 PM | #288 |
Go Reds
Join Date: May 2001
Location: Bloodbuzz Ohio
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steps ascend to a loaded gun.
the scent of matches hangs in the air (a lit one flickers out in a hearbeat). we don't want to see this: a flash of light that's letting go of an empty bullet case, by the time it hits the ground, he's out of reach. let go. the wolves are closing in. there's no room left to make amends. do you remember when we'd fly that kite so high? all the time we've wasted, spent fighting, will burn in the fire of our regrets all the time we've wasted, spent fighting, it's blood and it's running down the stairs. freeze the frame between the gun shot and the hole it makes. a spinning bullet waits in the middle. there's no way to stop it, it will surely hit the mark. you can try to understand but I'm giving up. the synapse fires, it's right in time. I'm giving up. this should always stay out of reach I ran down the stairs and into the garden, put both my hands into the soil. in the spring, you will bloom, like her heart, through the blouse, in the back of the ambulance, as it turned and turned in the streets (just one more turn won't you come back to me) as it turned on its red lights, you were turning into red roses but I'm not giving up. |
12-05-2003, 01:33 AM | #289 |
College Prospect
Join Date: Dec 2002
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As I walk through
This wicked world Searchin' for light in the darkness of insanity. I ask myself Is all hope lost? Is there only pain and hatred, and misery? And each time I feel like this inside, There's one thing I wanna know: What's so funny 'bout peace love & understanding? Ohhhh What's so funny 'bout peace love & understanding? And as I walked on Through troubled times My spirit gets so downhearted sometimes So where are the strong And who are the trusted? And where is the harmony? Sweet harmony. 'Cause each time I feel it slippin' away, just makes me wanna cry. What's so funny 'bout peace love & understanding? Ohhhh What's so funny 'bout peace love & understanding? So where are the strong? And who are the trusted? And where is the harmony? Sweet harmony. 'Cause each time I feel it slippin' away, just makes me wanna cry. What's so funny 'bout peace love & understanding? Ohhhh What's so funny 'bout peace love & understanding? Ohhhh What's so funny 'bout peace love & understanding?
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12-05-2003, 02:03 AM | #290 |
Coordinator
Join Date: Oct 2000
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So far, so good, or so they say from mission control,
The deep of space is no place for a fragile human soul. The rockets burn as servos click and turn, and fall into their place. Robots cannot cry, don't laugh, can't die, In the darkness of space. He is strong, made of steel with the graphite lining, Watch his eyes flicker slow like the batteries are dying. Space Robot 5, Is he alive? So very alone, So far from home. Three strands of wire, Threefold the tie that binds. She is the one thing on the earth for which he still pines. To his heart she was life, So he prays to his Maker with a sigh, As his fire sputters out, Because robots never cry. |
12-05-2003, 02:59 PM | #291 |
Go Reds
Join Date: May 2001
Location: Bloodbuzz Ohio
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Falling from the top floor your lungs
fill like parachutes windows go rushing by. people inside, dressed for the funeral in black and white. These ties strangle our necks, hanging in the closet, found in the cubicle; without a name, just numbers, on the resume stored in the mainframe, marked for delete. please take these hands throw them in the river, wash away the things they never held please take these hands, throw me in the river, dont let me drown before the workday ends. 9 to 5! 9 to 5! and we're up to our necks, drowning in the seconds, ingesting the morning commute lost in a dead subway sleep we will not lie awake in our parents beds, tossing and turning. tomorrow we'll get up drive to work, single file with everyday it's like the last. waiting for the life to start, is it always just always ahead of the curve? please take these hands throw them in the river, wash away the things they never held please take these hands, throw me in the river, dont let me drown before the workday ends. just keep making copies of copies of copies when will it end? it'll never end, 'til it gets so bad that the ink fills in our fingerprints and the silouhette of your own face becomes the black cloud of war and even in our dreams we're so afraid the way we'll offset who we are all those breaths that you took have now been canceled in your lungs. last night my teeth fell out like i want my teeth fell out like ivory typewriter keys and all the monuments and skyscrapers burned down and filled the sea. and save! save our ship the anchor is part of the desk we can't cut free, the water is flooding the decks the memo said through colors computers spark like flares i can see them. they don't touch me, touch me. please someone, teach me how to swim. please, don't let me drown, please, don't let me drown. |
12-05-2003, 03:07 PM | #292 |
Pro Starter
Join Date: Oct 2000
Location: Allen Park, MI
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A right turn gone wrong
Nothing but the dust left to fill your lungs up Have to choke and choke and choke Reprecussion, what got us this form? Facilitation for feeling listless Reprecussion, what got us this form? Facilitation for feeling listless The son sits out in the sun And that's when he calls 'father' He realized a long time ago He's never coming home, no Reprecussion, what got us this form? Facilitation for feeling listless |
12-05-2003, 03:30 PM | #293 |
High School Varsity
Join Date: Oct 2000
Location: Where you live
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I thought this was the lyric QUOTE game, not the WHOLE SONG GAME
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12-05-2003, 11:15 PM | #294 |
College Starter
Join Date: Oct 2001
Location: The Mad City, WI
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I’ve seen your face a hundred times
Everyday we’ve been apart I don’t care about the sunshine, yeah ’cause mama, mama, I’m coming home I’m coming home |
12-05-2003, 11:20 PM | #295 |
Coordinator
Join Date: Oct 2000
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On the stereo
Listen as we go Nothing's gonna stop me now California here we come Right back where we started from Pedal to the floor Thinkin' of the roar Gotta get us to the show California here we come Right back where we started from California, here we come |
01-13-2004, 02:07 AM | #296 |
Pro Starter
Join Date: Oct 2000
Location: Allen Park, MI
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that said we've had enough
please turn that fucking radio off ain't nothing on the air waving the despair we feel NO! |
01-13-2004, 02:30 AM | #297 |
Coordinator
Join Date: Oct 2000
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Call the request lines and tell them that its over
Your always playin' all of the same songs Over and over again It's about time that we all turned off the radio |
01-13-2004, 02:36 AM | #298 |
Pro Starter
Join Date: Oct 2000
Location: Allen Park, MI
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I've got a big fat fuckin' bone to pick with you my darling
In case you haven't heard I'm sick and tired of trying I wish you would take my radio to bathe with you, plugged in and ready to fall Last edited by TLK : 01-13-2004 at 03:13 AM. |
01-13-2004, 07:58 AM | #299 |
High School Varsity
Join Date: Jul 2002
Location: St. Paul, MN
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A friend in Chicago said that I should stay persistent,
If I stay around, I'm bound to break resistance Fuck you Lucy, for defining my existence Fuck you and your differences. |
01-13-2004, 10:16 AM | #300 |
College Benchwarmer
Join Date: Dec 2003
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IIIIIIII love to love ya baby
IIIIIIII love to love ya baby |
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