Irresistiblebitch: Bob Dylan, anything from "Blood On the Tracks" [Edited 4/8/07 9:48am] | |
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Jdinteractive: "Whir" Smashing Pumpkins. | |
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Bananacologne: "Maybe Tomorrow" Stereophonics. | |
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Funkpill: "Call the Doctor" JJCale. or.. "Don't go to Strangers" from the Naturally cd..... [Edited 4/7/07 2:42am] | |
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xplnyrslf said: SureThing: "Tied To the Whipping Post", Allman Brothers Band.
I been run down, i been lied to, I don't know why i let that mean woman make me a fool. She took all my money, wrecked my new car. Now she's with one of my goodtime buddies, They're drinkin' in some crosstown bar. Sometimes i feel, sometimes i feel, Like i been tied to the whipping post, Tied to the whipping post, Tied to the whipping post, Good lord, i feel like i'm dyin'. My friends tell me, that i've been such a fool, And i have to stand by and take it baby, all for lovin' you. Drown myself in sorrow, and i look at what you've down. But nothin' seems to change, the bad times stay the same, And i can't run. Sometimes i feel, sometimes i feel, Like i been tied to the whipping post Tied to the whipping post, Tied to the whipping post, Good lord, i feel like i'm dyin'. Sometimes i feel, sometimes i feel, Like i been tied to the whipping post Tied to the whipping post, Tied to the whipping post, Good lord, i feel like i'm dyin'. [Edited 4/6/07 21:40pm] | |
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To Spooky, and any other cranky boys here:
On the edge of a windowsill Ponders his maker, ponders his will To the street below, he just ain't nothin' But he's got a great view, and he sinks the needle deep, yeah... Whoa, can't touch the bottom In too deep, yeah...oh, can't touch the bottom Oh, on the edge of a know-nothin' town Feelin' quite superior, the aged come To the sky above he just ain't nothin' But he's got a great view, and he sinks a burning knife deep, yeah... Ooh, can't touch the bottom In too deep, yeah...uh huh, can't touch the bottom In too deep... Ohhh...Ohhh... Ow... On the edge of a Christmas clean love Young virgin from heaven...visiting Hell To the man above her, she just ain't nothin' And she doesn't like the view She doesn't like the view (2x) But he sinks himself deep Oh, can't touch the bottom In too deep, yeah...oh, can't touch the bottom Can't touch the bottom Deep, yeah... Oh, yeah, the bottom, yeah... (6x) Ohh... | |
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To the whole org
They don't eat, don't sleep They don't feed, they don't seethe Bare their gums when they moan and squeak Lick the dirt off a larger one's feet They don't push, don't crowd Congregate until they're much too loud Fuck to procreate till they are dead Drink the blood of their so called best friend They don't scurry when something bigger comes their way Don't pack themselves together and run as one Don't shit where they're not supposed to Don't take what's not theirs, they don't compare They don't scam, don't fight Don't oppress an equals given rights Starve the poor so they can be well fed Line their holes with the dead ones bread They don't scurry when something bigger comes their way } Don't pack themselves together and run as one } (2x) Don't shit where they're not supposed to } Don't take what's not theirs, they don't compare... } Rats...They don't compare (2x) Ben, the two of us need look no more (5X | |
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To the whole org
Troubled souls unite, we got ourselves tonight, oh... I am fuel, you are friends, we got the means to make amends I am lost, I'm no guide, but I'm by your side I am right by your side, yeah... Young lover I stand It was their idea, I proved to be a man Take my fucking hand It was their idea, I proved to be a man Will myself to find a home, a home within myself We will find a way, we will find our place Drop the leash, drop the leash... } (3x) Get outta' my fuckin' face } Drop the leash, we are young (2x) Oh, get outta' my fuckin' face... Drop the leash, drop the leash... Get outta' my, my... Delight, delight, delight in our youth...oww... Get outta' my fuckin' face... | |
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To me:
She nursed him there, ooh, over a night I wasn't so sure she wanted him to stay What to say...what to say But soon she was down, soon he was low At a quarter past...a holy no... She had to turn around When she couldn't hold, oh...she folded... A dissident is here Escape is never, the safest path Oh, a dissident, a dissident is here And to this day, she's glided on Always home but so far away Like a word misplaced Nothing said, what a waste When she had contact...with the conflict... There was meaning, but she sold him to the state She had to turn around When she couldn't hold...she folded... A dissident is here Escape is never, the safest path Oh, a dissident, a dissident is here, oh...oh...oh... She gave him away when she couldn't hold...no...she folded... A dissident is here Escape is never, the safest path Oh, a dissident, a dissident is here, oh... Couldn't hold on...she couldn't hold...no...she folded... A dissident is here Escape is never the safest place, oh... A dissident is here | |
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To me:
Behind her eyes there's curtains and they've been closed to hide the flames. Remains. She knows their futures burning but she can smile just the same. Same. And though her mood is fine today there's a fear they'll soon be parting ways. Standing like a statue. A chin of stone a heart of clay. Hey. And thought he's too big a man to say there's a fear they'll soon be parting ways. Drifting away. Drifting away. Drifting away. Away. Away. Drifting away. Drifting away. Drifting away. Away. Away. | |
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to XPLNYRSLF:
She lived on the curve in the road in an old tar paper shack. On the south side of the town on the wrong side of the tracks. Sometimes on the way into town we'd say, "Mama can we stop and give her a ride?" Sometimes we did but her hands flew from her side. Wild eyed crazy Mary. Down a long dirt road past the Parson's place. That old blue car we used to race. Little country store with a sign tacked to the side. Said 'NO LOITERING ALLOWED.' Underneath that sign always congregated quite a crowd. Take a bottle drink it down. Pass it around. Take a bottle drink it down. Drink it... Pass it around. Pass it a... A-take a bottle drink it down. Pass it... Pass it a... Pass it around. One night thunder cracked. Mercy backed outside her windowsill. Dreamed I was flying high above the trees over the hills. Looked down into the house of Mary. Terrible thoughts. Newspaper covered walls. And Mary rising up above it all. Oh... Oh... Oh... Next morning on the way into town saw some skid marks and followed them around. Over the curve, through the fields, into the house of Mary. That what you fear the most could meet you halfway. (x2) Take a bottle drink it down. Pass it around. Take a bottle drink it down. Pass it... Pass it around. Pass it a... Take a bottle drink it down. Pass it... Pass it a... Pass it around. Oh, pass it a... Pass it arround. Pass it a... Pass it a... Pass it a... Oh yeah. | |
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between xplnyrslf and SureThing this thread is going to be a hit!! | |
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xplnyrslf said: Jdinteractive: "Whir" Smashing Pumpkins.
Erm, thanks! There's Joy In Expatriation. | |
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To Gemini13:
Excuse me but can I be you for a while My dog won't bite if you sit real still I got the Anti-Christ in the kitchen yellin' at me again Yeah I can hear that Been saved again by the garbage truck I got something to say you know but nothing comes Yes I know what you think of me you never shut up Yeah I can hear that But what if I'm a mermaid In these jeans of his with her name still on it Hey but I don't care Cause sometimes I said sometimes I hear my voice and it's been here silent all these years So you found a girl who thinks really deep thoughts What's so amazing about really deep thoughts Boy you best pray that I bleed real soon How's that thought for you My scream got lost in a paper cup You think there's a heaven where some screams have gone I got 25 bucks and a cracker do you think it's enough To get us there But what if I'm a mermaid In these jeans of his with her name still on it Hey but I don't care Cause sometimes I said sometimes I hear my voice and it's been here silent all these.. Years go by will I still be waiting For somebody else to understand Years go by if I'm stripped of my beauty And the orange clouds raining in my head Years go by will I choke on my tears Till finally there is nothing left One more casualty You know we're too easy easy easy Well I love the way we communicate Your eyes focus on my funny lip shape Let's hear what you think of me now but baby don't look up The sky is falling Your mother shows up in a nasty dress It's your turn now to stand where I stand Everybody lookin' at you here take hold of my hand Yeah I can hear them But what if I'm a mermaid In these jeans of his with her name still on it Hey but I don't care Cause sometimes I said sometimes I hear my voice I hear my voice I hear my voice And it's been here silent all these years I've been here silent all these years Silent all these Silent all these years | |
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I guess I'll always stop and see you
And we'll run into each other's lives Yeah, I guess, although it tears me up inside Everytime it burns my eyes with tears But I know you're worth the pain I've so much more to gain by waiting for you You're going away but you're not going far So if he decides to leave you alone and crying You know I'm still here, the faithful one Waiting for a message from Kathlene Then I'll come.. faster Than I ever thought that I could run Cause I.. I need you more than I ever thought That I could need someone Someone Someone Someone else I know I will always stop and see you And we'll run into each other's fucked up lives Yeah, I guess, although it tears me up inside Everytime it burns my eyes with tears But your waking up is the start of my lost cause And then you decide to leave me alone and crying But you know I'm still here, the faithful one Waiting for a message from Kathlene Then I'll come.. faster Than I ever thought that I could run Cause I.. I need you more than I ever thought That I could need someone Someone Someone Someone else | |
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SureThing said: I guess I'll always stop and see you
And we'll run into each other's lives Yeah, I guess, although it tears me up inside Everytime it burns my eyes with tears But I know you're worth the pain I've so much more to gain by waiting for you You're going away but you're not going far So if he decides to leave you alone and crying You know I'm still here, the faithful one Waiting for a message from Kathlene Then I'll come.. faster Than I ever thought that I could run Cause I.. I need you more than I ever thought That I could need someone Someone Someone Someone else I know I will always stop and see you And we'll run into each other's fucked up lives Yeah, I guess, although it tears me up inside Everytime it burns my eyes with tears But your waking up is the start of my lost cause And then you decide to leave me alone and crying But you know I'm still here, the faithful one Waiting for a message from Kathlene Then I'll come.. faster Than I ever thought that I could run Cause I.. I need you more than I ever thought That I could need someone Someone Someone Someone else | |
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JD-Scapegoat Wax- "Aisle 10(Hello Allison)"
http://www.sputnik7.com/v...c&key=ai10 (videoooo) . . [Edited 4/7/07 16:35pm] | |
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SureThing said: to XPLNYRSLF:
She lived on the curve in the road in an old tar paper shack. On the south side of the town on the wrong side of the tracks. Sometimes on the way into town we'd say, "Mama can we stop and give her a ride?" Sometimes we did but her hands flew from her side. Wild eyed crazy Mary. Down a long dirt road past the Parson's place. That old blue car we used to race. Little country store with a sign tacked to the side. Said 'NO LOITERING ALLOWED.' Underneath that sign always congregated quite a crowd. Take a bottle drink it down. Pass it around. Take a bottle drink it down. Drink it... Pass it around. Pass it a... A-take a bottle drink it down. Pass it... Pass it a... Pass it around. One night thunder cracked. Mercy backed outside her windowsill. Dreamed I was flying high above the trees over the hills. Looked down into the house of Mary. Terrible thoughts. Newspaper covered walls. And Mary rising up above it all. Oh... Oh... Oh... Next morning on the way into town saw some skid marks and followed them around. Over the curve, through the fields, into the house of Mary. That what you fear the most could meet you halfway. (x2) Take a bottle drink it down. Pass it around. Take a bottle drink it down. Pass it... Pass it around. Pass it a... Take a bottle drink it down. Pass it... Pass it a... Pass it around. Oh, pass it a... Pass it arround. Pass it a... Pass it a... Pass it a... Oh yeah. Who's that by??? (I was downloading old CD's into my itunes and between downloads posted here. It was a perfect forum) | |
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For Supa, IB, Cborgman:
The government totally sucks You motherfucker The government totally sucks Ben Franklin was a rebel indeed He liked to get naked while he smoked on the weed He was a genius but if he was here today The government would fuck him up his righteous A! Now let me tell you something about the government (uh huh) They're fucking up the environment (say what?) They're taking all the fucking beautiful animals (yeah?) And making them fucking extinct (oh no!) The government totally sucks You motherfucker The government totally sucks The government totally sucks Cos the land of love and freedom, Is just a baby's breath away And if we hold hands together We can bring back the USA The USAAAAA, yeah! Bring back the USAAAA, yeah! The fucking USAAAA yeah! Bring back the US! Government totally sucks! | |
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xplnyrslf said: SureThing said: to XPLNYRSLF:
She lived on the curve in the road in an old tar paper shack. On the south side of the town on the wrong side of the tracks. Sometimes on the way into town we'd say, "Mama can we stop and give her a ride?" Sometimes we did but her hands flew from her side. Wild eyed crazy Mary. Down a long dirt road past the Parson's place. That old blue car we used to race. Little country store with a sign tacked to the side. Said 'NO LOITERING ALLOWED.' Underneath that sign always congregated quite a crowd. Take a bottle drink it down. Pass it around. Take a bottle drink it down. Drink it... Pass it around. Pass it a... A-take a bottle drink it down. Pass it... Pass it a... Pass it around. One night thunder cracked. Mercy backed outside her windowsill. Dreamed I was flying high above the trees over the hills. Looked down into the house of Mary. Terrible thoughts. Newspaper covered walls. And Mary rising up above it all. Oh... Oh... Oh... Next morning on the way into town saw some skid marks and followed them around. Over the curve, through the fields, into the house of Mary. That what you fear the most could meet you halfway. (x2) Take a bottle drink it down. Pass it around. Take a bottle drink it down. Pass it... Pass it around. Pass it a... Take a bottle drink it down. Pass it... Pass it a... Pass it around. Oh, pass it a... Pass it arround. Pass it a... Pass it a... Pass it a... Oh yeah. Who's that by??? (I was downloading old CD's into my itunes and between downloads posted here. It was a perfect forum) victoria williams http://www.mtv.com/overdr...&vid=47623 a psychotic is someone who just figured out what's going on | |
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xplnyrslf said: SureThing said: to XPLNYRSLF:
She lived on the curve in the road in an old tar paper shack. On the south side of the town on the wrong side of the tracks. Sometimes on the way into town we'd say, "Mama can we stop and give her a ride?" Sometimes we did but her hands flew from her side. Wild eyed crazy Mary. Down a long dirt road past the Parson's place. That old blue car we used to race. Little country store with a sign tacked to the side. Said 'NO LOITERING ALLOWED.' Underneath that sign always congregated quite a crowd. Take a bottle drink it down. Pass it around. Take a bottle drink it down. Drink it... Pass it around. Pass it a... A-take a bottle drink it down. Pass it... Pass it a... Pass it around. One night thunder cracked. Mercy backed outside her windowsill. Dreamed I was flying high above the trees over the hills. Looked down into the house of Mary. Terrible thoughts. Newspaper covered walls. And Mary rising up above it all. Oh... Oh... Oh... Next morning on the way into town saw some skid marks and followed them around. Over the curve, through the fields, into the house of Mary. That what you fear the most could meet you halfway. (x2) Take a bottle drink it down. Pass it around. Take a bottle drink it down. Pass it... Pass it around. Pass it a... Take a bottle drink it down. Pass it... Pass it a... Pass it around. Oh, pass it a... Pass it arround. Pass it a... Pass it a... Pass it a... Oh yeah. Who's that by??? (I was downloading old CD's into my itunes and between downloads posted here. It was a perfect forum) Its Pearl Jam. | |
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Christopher said: JD-Scapegoat Wax- "Aisle 10(Hello Allison)"
http://www.sputnik7.com/v...c&key=ai10 (videoooo) . . [Edited 4/7/07 16:35pm] Catchy Chops! This is for you... The Less I Use My Brain by Guild Of Defiants http://www.youtube.com/wa...fHYnLglTPs (video ´Let me see your breasts!´) There's Joy In Expatriation. | |
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I am smellin' like the rose
that somebody gave me on my birthday deathbed I am smellin' like the rose that somebody gave me 'cause I'm dead & bloated I am smellin' like the rose that somebody gave me on my birthday deathbed I am smellin' like the rose that somebody gave me 'cause I'm dead & bloated Ohh yeah, and she says it's natural I feel I've come of age When she peeks I start to run Ohh yeah, and she says it's natural I feel I've come of age When she peeks I start to run You can't swallow what I'm thinkin' You can't swallow what I'm thinkin' I am trampled under sole of another man's shoes Guess I walked too softly Ohh yeah, and she says it's natural I feel I've come of age When she peeks I start to run Ohh yeah, and she says it's natural I feel I've come of age When she peeks I start to run You can't swallow what I'm thinkin' You can't swallow what I'm thinkin' I run through the world thinkin' 'bout tomorrow, thinkin' 'bout tomorrow I run through the world thinkin' 'bout tomorrow, thinkin' 'bout tomorrow I am smellin' like the rose that somebody gave me on my birthday deathbed I am smellin' like the rose that somebody gave me 'cause I'm dead & bloated I run through the world thinkin' 'bout tomorrow, thinkin' 'bout tomorrow I run through the world thinkin' 'bout tomorrow, thinkin' 'bout tomorrow I run through the world thinkin' 'bout tomorrow, thinkin' 'bout tomorrow I run through the world thinkin' 'bout tomorrow, thinkin' 'bout tomorrow I am smellin' like the rose that somebody gave me on my birthday deathbed I am smellin' like the rose that somebody gave me, somebody gave me, somebody gave me on my birthday deathbed | |
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