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Jun 11, 2004 13:56:55 GMT -5
Post by pete on Jun 11, 2004 13:56:55 GMT -5
A is for action P is for paranoid, a is for anger Out here in the void C is for countdown O is for over LYPSE are for your lips smashed on mine when the world blows up Hang hang hang on Where do they go? Save your souls now Got to stay strong Hang hang hang on Hanging on hanging on Til the old man bangs a gong G is for greed O is for order V is for villains in the three-piece suits defining the borders E is for empire R is for revenue N is for not for me but was MENT was meant for you and me Hang hang hang on Where do they go? Save your soul now That's a place to start Hang hang hang on Hanging on hanging on Til the old man bangs the gong We don't care if we're all right All we wanna do is fight Who cares if we're all right? Who cares when we can just fight? D is for disease E is for entropy A is for acceptance so drop your funeral weapons T is for time [tick tock tick tock...] and you ain't got much left H is for heaven or hell now let's hear it for DEATH that was wicked kick ass. did you write that, or is taht a real song?
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Jun 11, 2004 20:41:39 GMT -5
Post by Macha on Jun 11, 2004 20:41:39 GMT -5
Big Balls AC/DC
Well I'm upper upper class high society God's gift to ballroom notoriety And I always fill my ballroom The event is never small The social pages say I've got The biggest balls of all
I've got big balls I've got big balls They're such big balls And they're dirty big balls And he's got big balls And she's got big balls (But we've got the biggest balls of them all)
And my balls are always bouncing My ballroom always full And everybody cums and cums again If your name is on the guest list No one can take you higher Everybody says I've got Great balls of fire
I've got big balls Oh I've got big balls And they're such big balls Dirty big balls And he's got big balls And she's got big balls (But we've got the biggest balls of them all)
Some balls are held for charity And some for fancy dress But when they're held for pleasure They're the balls that I like best My balls are always bouncing To the left and to the right It's my belief that my big balls Should be held every night
We've got big balls We've got big balls We've got big balls Dirty big balls He's got big balls She's got big balls (But we've got the biggest balls of them all)
(We've got big balls) (We've got big balls)
And I'm just itching to tell you about them Oh we had such wonderful fun Seafood cocktail, crabs, crayfish (But we've got the biggest balls of them all)
(Ball sucker) (Ball sucker) (Ball sucker) (Ball sucker)
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Jun 11, 2004 22:48:31 GMT -5
Post by hiseyetwirls on Jun 11, 2004 22:48:31 GMT -5
Ah, monsieur pete. No, I didn't write that wonderful piece. It is "a is for action" by Ima Robot. They're a neat little band I like to listen to. I just got there cd the other day. It's pretty nifty.
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Jun 11, 2004 23:48:05 GMT -5
Post by pete on Jun 11, 2004 23:48:05 GMT -5
Ah, monsieur pete. No, I didn't write that wonderful piece. It is "a is for action" by Ima Robot. They're a neat little band I like to listen to. I just got there cd the other day. It's pretty nifty. the name of that song reminds me of A is for Apathacy, by Powerman 5000. im gonna post those lyriks: I wanna be The richest American I wanna live Out on the street So many reasons To just do nothing To walk around Like you're out on your feet So here we are Now running in circles We shoulda listened To H.G. Wells We're living in The age of frustration We're giving in But we can't even tell And all you need Is one good reason One good reason You don't believe You want a mapped out Blank Existance So you don't feel stupid Before you leave Everybody's here but nobody showed up A is for apathy For apathy For apathy A is for apathy For apathy For apathy For apathy for apathy For apathy For apathy for apathy For apathy I wanna be The richest American I wanna live Out on the street So many reasons To just do nothing Don't walk around Like your out on your feet Everybodys here but nobody showed up Everybodys here but nobody showed up A is for Apathy For Apathy For Apathy A is for Apathy For Apathy For Apathy Just do nothing A is for Apathy For Apathy For Apathy A is for Apathy For Apathy For Apathy A is for Apathy For Apathy For Apathy A is for Apathy For Apathy For Apathy (Green says go Blood red stop You gotta hit the bottom Before you hit the top So make the call Which side you on Back with the weak Go down with the strong) (Do you understand Its not too late!)
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Jun 11, 2004 23:51:01 GMT -5
Post by pete on Jun 11, 2004 23:51:01 GMT -5
"What Is A Juggalo"
[Violent J] What is a juggalo? Let me think for a second Oh, he gets butt-naked And then he walks through the streets Winking at the freaks With a two-liter stuck in his butt-cheeks
[Shaggy 2 Dope] What is a juggalo? He just don't care He might try to put a weave In his nut hair Cuz he could give a fuck less What a bitch thinks He tell her that her butt stinks And all that
[Violent J] What is a juggalo? He drinks like a fish And then he starts huggin people Like a drunk bitch Next thing, he's pickin fights With his best friends Then he starts with the huggin again Fuck!
[Shaggy 2 Dope] What is a juggalo? A fucking lunatic Somebody with a rope tied to his dick Then he jumps out a ten-story window Oh!
[Chorus (2x)] What is a juggalo? A juggalo That's what it is Well, fuck, if I know What is a juggalo? I don't know But I'm down with the clown And I'm down for life, yo
Southwest? (we juggalos) Down river? (we juggalos) Jefferson? (we juggalos) Fuckin everybody (we juggalos) I'm that juggalugga locoroni Get the fuck up Get the fuck the out of here
[Violent J] What is a juggalo? A dead body Well, he ain't really dead, but he ain't like Anybody that you've ever met before He'll eat monopoly and shit out connect four
[Shaggy 2 Dope] What is a jug..? What the fuck? Connect four? Man that shit is whack Don't worry about my shit Just rap motherfucker
What is a juggalo? He ain't a bitchboy He'll walk through the hills And beat down a rich boy Walks right in the house When you're having supper And dip his nuts in your soup, gloop!
[Violent J] What is a juggalo? Well, he ain't a phoney He'll walk up and bust a nut in your macaroni And watch you sit there And finish up the last bit Cuz your a stupid ass dump fuckin idiot
[Shaggy 2 Dope] What is a juggalo? He's a graduate He graduated from....well At least, he got a job He's not a dump puts He works for himself scratching his nuts
[Violent J] What is a juggalo? A Hulkamaniac He powerbombs motherfuckers into thumbtacks People like him till They find out he's unstable He Sabu'd your momma through a coffee table
[Chorus (1x)]
I'm that juggalugga locoroni Get the fuck up Get the fuck the out of here I'm that juggalugga locoroni I figured you wouldn't understand
[Chorus (2x)]
Detroit? (we juggalos) Cleveland? (we juggalos) St. Louis? (we juggalos) Everybody? (we juggalos) [3x] Fuckin everybody? (we juggalos) Everybody? (we juggalos) What is a juggalo?
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Jun 12, 2004 0:51:50 GMT -5
Post by mandah on Jun 12, 2004 0:51:50 GMT -5
i still like my hot dawg song
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Jun 13, 2004 14:58:17 GMT -5
Post by mandah on Jun 13, 2004 14:58:17 GMT -5
na na na na na na na shes an egyptian cotton na na na na na na na shes an egyptian cotton
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Jul 1, 2004 14:53:14 GMT -5
Post by Dane's_Mods_Sux on Jul 1, 2004 14:53:14 GMT -5
I recently reconnected with a very dear friend I lost track of 10 years ago....this songs comes to my mind: Led Zep "Ten Years Gone"
Then as it was, then again it will be An' though the course may change sometimes Rivers always reach the sea Blind stars of fortune, each have several rays On the wings of maybe, down in birds of prey Kind of makes me feel sometimes, didn't have to grow But as the eagle leaves the nest, it's got so far to go
Changes fill my time, baby, that's alright with me In the midst I think of you, and how it used to be
Did you ever really need somebody, And really need 'em bad Did you ever really want somebody, The best love you ever had Do you ever remember me, baby, did it feel so good 'Cause it was just the first time, And you knew you would
Through the eyes an' I sparkle, Senses growing keen Taste your love along the way, See your feathers preen Kind of makes makes me feel sometimes, Didn't have to grow We are eagles of one nest, The nest is in our soul
Vixen in my dreams, with great surprise to me Never thought I'd see your face the way it used to be Oh darlin', oh darlin'
I'm never gonna leave you. I never gonna leave Holdin' on, ten years gone Ten years gone, holdin' on, ten years gone
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Jul 1, 2004 17:53:25 GMT -5
Post by Julie on Jul 1, 2004 17:53:25 GMT -5
I dont know if this is the place for this, but I would like to know if anyone has any thoughts as to what this means:
'these lines of ligntning mean we're never alone.'
Are they saying 'because we are looking at the same lightning we are together', or saying, 'if you are lonely, you can make a bolt of lightning your friend'?
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Jul 1, 2004 18:32:36 GMT -5
Post by Dane's_Mods_Sux on Jul 1, 2004 18:32:36 GMT -5
I see that line to mean there are forces greater than us.
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Jul 1, 2004 20:32:07 GMT -5
Post by 2Short on Jul 1, 2004 20:32:07 GMT -5
I see that line to mean once your ass gets zapped by lightning you die and get stuck in the ground along with other people who have been fried by lightning.
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Jul 5, 2004 20:53:41 GMT -5
Post by Macha on Jul 5, 2004 20:53:41 GMT -5
Now or Never - Three Days Grace
We have no use For the truth Now's the time for us to lose Who we are and how we've tried Taking every step in stride It's now or never to decided
In this time are we loving Or do we sit here wondering Why this world isn't turning around It's now or never In this way are we learning Or do we sit here yearning for this world to stop turning around It's now or never
Where's the truth For us to use Cause all we seem to do is lose Who we are and how we've tried Are we all the same inside it's now Or never to decided
In this time are we loving Or do we sit here wondering Why this world isn't turning around It's now or never In this way are we learning Or do we sit here yearning for this world to stop turning around It's now or never
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cuttheboy
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her eyes are haunted.
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Jul 11, 2004 14:14:41 GMT -5
Post by cuttheboy on Jul 11, 2004 14:14:41 GMT -5
here ya go pete... lola ray - our brown friends Two fat men were walking through the forest Walking through the forest Both of them in chorus Oh my god it’s a tiny little native Tiny little native Thank god we found him We’re just hanging out so please go home We ain’t talking that loud so leave us alone Burn the huts and rape the women Show them how to save their souls Toss the sinners in the bonefire Teach them how to love control Cast them out and point the finger Blame them for what’s wrong these days Turn them into perfect people Teach them how to love control (Control. Control. Control.) Two fat pigs were walking down the street And walking down through park And looking for some trouble Came upon a ratty little faggot Whiny little faggot We’re just hanging out so please go home We ain’t talking that loud so leave us alone We’ve got questions if you’ve got the answers If you’ve got no answers, we have got some questions What’s got eight legs And I giant ego Fleeing like a demon Staring at his Jesus We’re just hanging out so please go home We ain’t talking that loud so leave us alone Burn the huts and rape the women Show them how to save their souls Toss the sinners in the bonefire Teach them how to love control Cast them out and point the finger Blame them for what’s wrong these days Turn them into perfect people Teach them how to love control (Control. Control. Control.)
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Jul 11, 2004 18:50:32 GMT -5
Post by pete on Jul 11, 2004 18:50:32 GMT -5
im gonna bust a song on all ya, you ready? ok, here goes:
slam, bam! Vinnila Ice is on my dice bing! bang! Ling Po is a deadman! swim, swim in a pool of hair DIE Die die Mr. Grandma im an crazy ass mofo stupid show stealing basketball player my name is Shaq and i like peas wanna fight me? GO HOME!
like it?
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Jul 11, 2004 20:07:13 GMT -5
Post by mandah on Jul 11, 2004 20:07:13 GMT -5
haha...who wouldnt like it peter?
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