leaveit
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Don't fool yourselves, she was heartache from the moment that you met her
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Post by leaveit on Feb 5, 2010 5:25:02 GMT -5
No one's really powerless that's what you said that I can't forget
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leaveit
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Don't fool yourselves, she was heartache from the moment that you met her
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Post by leaveit on Feb 9, 2010 9:45:26 GMT -5
So there's no open doors, and there's no way to get through, There's no other witnesses, just us two. From your two half-families tearing at you, Two ways to tell the story no one worries, Two people talking inside your brain, Two different voices coming out of your mouth,
You had a new dream, it was more like a nightmare. You were just a little kid, and they cut your hair, Then they stuck you in machines, you came so close to dying. They should have listened, Daddy was an asshole, he fucked you up, Build the gears in your head, now he greases them up.
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leaveit
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Don't fool yourselves, she was heartache from the moment that you met her
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Post by leaveit on Feb 13, 2010 9:23:37 GMT -5
We are building a religion A limited edition We are now accepting callers For these pendant key chains
To resist it is useless It is useless to resist it
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Post by Maidli on Feb 13, 2010 12:14:15 GMT -5
Though I'm past one hundred thousand miles, I'm feeling very still And I think my spaceship knows which way to go Tell my wife I love her very much, she knows Ground control to major Tom, your circuits dead, there's something wrong Can you hear me, major Tom? Can you hear me, major Tom? Can you hear me, major Tom? Can you... Here am I sitting in my tin can far above the Moon Planet Earth is blue and there's nothing I can do
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leaveit
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Don't fool yourselves, she was heartache from the moment that you met her
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Post by leaveit on Feb 18, 2010 9:24:55 GMT -5
Who was it that first said it? Could it be he could be wrong about the pilgrims and the natives having dinner on the lawn?
I've been sent here on a mission to find what we agreed upon- we don't agree about September, can we agree on Vietnam?
And if they need a better reason tell 'em we got living proof.
Who was it that first said it, yea, that's what I'm trying to say, you've got to L-O-V-E your neighbors, at least the ones who live today.
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Post by Maidli on Feb 21, 2010 13:54:20 GMT -5
i see circles of gold burned off the sun when shadows fall from above stay close to me my love
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leaveit
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Don't fool yourselves, she was heartache from the moment that you met her
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Post by leaveit on Feb 26, 2010 9:09:48 GMT -5
so I don't believe in the sun
How could it shine down on everyone and never shine on she? How could there be such cruelty?
There is no sun except the one that never shone on other guys The moon to whom the poets croon has given up and died Astronomy will have to be revised
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Post by barriers on Mar 6, 2010 17:27:03 GMT -5
12345 678910 11 12!
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Post by solitude on Mar 8, 2010 16:13:56 GMT -5
The end could be soon We'd better rent a room so you can love me
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Post by c00kie on Mar 11, 2010 6:23:28 GMT -5
i'm on a plane i can't complain
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Post by Maidli on Mar 12, 2010 12:24:09 GMT -5
;D
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Post by solitude on Jun 19, 2010 13:21:43 GMT -5
First we'd climb the tree and maybe then we'd talk or sit silently and listen to our thoughts with illusions of someday casting a golden light no dress rehearsal, this is our life
that's where the hornet stung me and I had a feverish dream with revenge and doubt tonight, we smoke them out
You are ahead by a century
Stare in the morning shroud and then the day began I tilted your cloud, you tilted my hand rain falls in real time and rain fell through the night no dress rehearsal, this is our life
That's when the hornet stung me and I had a serious dream with revenge and doubt tonight, we smoke them out
You are ahead by a century but this is our life and disappointing you's gettin' me down
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Post by gr0undzer0 on Jun 22, 2010 19:59:20 GMT -5
I love love love this song !
Life ain't nothing but a blending up of all the ups and downs Dammit Elvis, don't you know You made your Mama so proud Before you ever made that record, before there ever was a Sun Before you ever lost that Cadillac that Carl Perkins won
Mr. Phillips found old Johnny Cash and he was high High before he ever took those pills and he's still too proud to die Mr. Phillips never said anything behind nobody's back Like "Dammit Elvis, don't he know, he ain't no Johnny Cash"
If Mr. Phillips was the only man that Jerry Lee still would call sir Then I guess Mr. Phillips did all of Y'all about as good as you deserve He did just what he said he was gonna do and the money came in sacks New contracts and Carl Perkins' Cadillac
I got friends in Nashville, or at least they're folks I know Nashville is where you go to see if what they said is so Carl drove his brand new Cadillac to Nashville and he went downtown This time they promised him a Grammy He turned his Cadillac around
Mr. Phillips never blew enough hot air to need a little gold plated paperweight He promised him a Cadillac and put the wind in Carl's face He did just what he said he was gonna do and the money came in sacks New contracts and Carl Perkins' Cadillac
Dammit Elvis, I swear son I think it's time you came around Making money you can't spend ain't what being dead's about You gave me all but one good reason not to do all the things you did Now Cadillacs are fiberglass, if you were me you'd call it quits
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Post by goonerandy on Jun 25, 2010 7:55:18 GMT -5
I was talking to prechy preach about kissy kiss, Buy me a soda, Buy me a soda, Tried to molest me in a parking lot.
- Black Francis.
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Post by goonerandy on Jun 25, 2010 7:56:25 GMT -5
All the money you've made will never buy back your soul
- Dylan
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Post by irishpaul on Jul 2, 2010 18:30:49 GMT -5
Fang - The Money Will Roll Right In
I'm goin' to Hollywood, they'll see that I'm so good I won't care how I feel, and I'll get to fuck Brooke Shields I'll just sit and grin, the money will roll right in
I want to be a star, I'm going to have a car And you'll have to admit, I'll be rich as shit I'll just sit and grin, the money will roll right in
I would give you some, if you only would have treated me nice You'll wish that you did, you'll feel pretty stupid I'll just sit and grin, the money will roll right in
It's fun to be a star, it's nice to have a car Yeah, you'll have to admit, that I'll be rich as shit And I'll just sit and grin, the money will roll right in
The money will roll right in
Great song and the Nirvana and Mudhoney covers of it are brilliant.
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Post by solitude on Aug 5, 2010 13:33:16 GMT -5
Stay with me. . . Let's just breathe.
Did I say that I need you? Did I say that I want you? Oh, if didn't then I'm a fool you see... No one knows this more than me. As I come clean.
Nothing you would take Everything you gave. Hold me til I die Meet you on the other side.
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Post by dcdog on Aug 5, 2010 17:52:05 GMT -5
Lazarus wasn't grateful for his second wind For another chance watch his chances fade like the dawn and leave I can barely tell you just how pale I get Without you
I've been a mess since you've been gone
What were the first words that crowd heard him speak I bet he was cursing at the sky I bet he wasn't turning no other cheek And was there still hope and desire left in his heart For the last word in love
I've been a mess since you've been gone
Your beauty is just a slap in the face That's gonna bring me back to life Back to another sky that's blue It's gonna turn me into another great American zombie
So hungry for you
I've been a mess since you've been gone
"i've been a mess" - american music club
looks like a lanegan cover of this would be sweet....
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Post by solitude on Oct 30, 2010 9:53:36 GMT -5
plans and schemes hopes and fears dreams I've denied for all these years
Nothings right if you ain't here I'd give all that I have just to keep you near I wrote you a letter I tried to make it clear You didn't seem to think that I'm sincere
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Post by irishpaul on Mar 10, 2011 19:46:42 GMT -5
Container Drivers - The Fall
Net cap. of five eight thousand pounds They sweat on their way down Report with customs bastards Hang around like clowns the Uh-containers and their drivers Bad indigestion The bowel retention S'before their wages Sometimes in short sleeves Look at a car park for two days Look at a grey port for two days Train line, stone and grey This is not their town Big cigars come out of the ground Sweat on their way down F. Jack's a distant relation Communists are just part time workers And there's no thanks From the loading bay racks Look at a car park for two days Look at a grey port for two days Train line, stone and grey RO-RO roll on roll off The container drivers It's before thir wages Uh-containers Uh-and their drivers
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Post by Lungsey on Mar 13, 2011 9:00:03 GMT -5
Try to realize it's all within yourself No one else can make you change And to see you're really only very small And life flows on within you and without you
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Post by frauleinkül on Mar 15, 2011 19:01:18 GMT -5
I've had this song stuck in my head the entire day. Or, more accurately, parts of it, trying quite furiously to remember the forgotten lines
"Immanuel Kant was a real piss-ant who was very rarely stable. Heideggar, Heideggar was a boozy beggar who could think you under the table. David Hume could out-consume Wilhelm Freidrich Hegel. And Whittgenstein was a beery swine who was just as sloshed as Schlegel. There's nothing Nieizsche couldn't teach 'ya 'bout the raising of the wrist. Socrates, himself, was permanently pissed. John Stewart Mill, of his own free will, after half a pint of shanty was particularly ill. Plato, they say, could stick it away, half a crate of whiskey every day! Aristotle, Aristotle was a bugger for the bottle, And Hobbes was fond of his Dram. And Rene Descartes was a drunken fart: "I drink, therefore I am." Yes, Socrates himself is particularly missed; A lovely little thinker, but a bugger when he's pissed."
Monty Python - "Philosopher's Drinking Song
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Post by Grumpella on Mar 15, 2011 19:19:17 GMT -5
I don't think you've forgotten anything. I checked three websites, they all have this.
Bruces' Philosophers Song (Bruces' Song) :
Immanuel Kant was a real pissant Who was very rarely stable Heidegger, Heidegger was a boozy beggar Who could think you under the table David Hume could out-consume Wilhelm Freidrich Hegel ......
Here's one better :
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Post by frauleinkül on Mar 16, 2011 8:16:36 GMT -5
;D ;D ;D ;D
I love Monty Python... "You can call me.... Tim..."
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Post by Shoesh on Mar 17, 2011 18:40:14 GMT -5
Ich hab' keine Lust Ich hab' keine Lust Ich hab' keine Lust Nein ich hab' keine Lust
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