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Post by aphrodite » Mon Apr 04, 2005 2:08 pm

Clann Zu
From Bethlehem to Jenin

Like a swan who's lover has been shot in the chest
and is lying down broken and lifeless,
speaking the last words of a life decayed.
Counting down numbers of a life betrayed.

And all of the people are gathered around
to listen to the beautiful sounds
coming out of the bodies
swinging in the coolest breeze.
Nodding in time to the sweet serenade.
Send in your bulldozers to knock the buildings down.
Drop your smartest bombs from the highest clouds.

From Bethlehem to Jenin this sound is so obscene.
From New York to Dublin they're swinging in the wind.
There is no blessed saviour
there is no blessed sin
there is only the sounds of bodies as they are swinging in the wind.
The smell of 3 day death down each deserted street
as the dogs pick their way between the bodies in defeat.
They're swingin.
We read the world wrong and say that it deceives us. - Rabindranath Tagore


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Post by Jenzy » Tue Apr 05, 2005 3:51 pm

ATWA
by System of a Down

Hey you, see me, pictures crazy
All the world I’ve seen before me passing by
I’ve got nothing, to gain, to lose
All the world I’ve seen before me passing by
You don’t care about how I feel
I don’t feel it any more
You don’t care about how I feel
I don’t feel it any more
You don’t care about how I feel
I don’t feel it any more
You don’t care about how I feel
I don’t feel it any more
Hey you, are me, not so pretty
All the world I’ve seen before me passing by
Silent my voice, I’ve got no choice
All the world I’ve seen before me passing by
You don’t care about how I feel
I don’t feel it any more
You don’t care about how I feel
I don’t feel it any more
You don’t care about how I feel
I don’t feel it any more
You don’t care about how I feel
I don’t feel it any more
I don’t see, anymore
I don’t hear, anymore
I don’t speak, anymore
I don’t feel
Hey you, see me, pictures crazy
All the world I’ve seen before me passing by
I’ve got nothing, to gain, to lose
All the world I’ve seen before me passing by
You don’t care about how I feel
I don’t feel it any more
You don’t care about how I feel
I don’t feel it any more
You don’t care about how I feel
I don’t feel it any more
You don’t care about how I feel
I don’t feel it any more
I don’t sleep, anymore
I don’t eat, anymore
I don’t live, anymore
I don’t feel
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Post by -deathboy- » Wed Apr 06, 2005 6:32 am

draft beer
not me
drink beer
be free
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Post by Jonathan » Wed Apr 06, 2005 8:31 am

I Was Warned
(Robert Cray/Dennis Walker)


Oh....
I was warned about her love

But like fool I went on
Whether they're right or wrong
At least the mystery is gone

The more people talk about her
The more I had to see
Had to find out for myself
What could she do for me

Her lips were so inviting
Her hands soft to touch
After just one kiss
I knew that I was out of luck

From then on I was her to control
And knowing that
She robbed me of my heart
And robbed me of my soul

Ohhhhh
I was warned about her love

And I'll have to stay strong
Whether they're right or wrong
At least the mystery is gone

From then on I was her to control
And knowing that
She robbed me of my heart
And robbed me of my soul

Ohhhhhhh
I was warned about her love

But like a fool I went on
Whether they're right or wrong
At least the mystery is gone

She had her left had filled with diamonds
And the other filled with lies
She saw right through me
There was no place to hide

Now I've finally learned my lesson
But you'll never tell
The pain her love left me
I hide so well

I go on day by day in fear
And knowing that
I'll never, ever love again
Only brings tears

Ohhhhh
I was warned about her love

And I'll have to stay strong
Whether they're right or they're wrong
At least the mystery is gone

Whether they're right or wrong
At least the mystery is gone

Whether they're right or wrong
At least the mystery is . . .

Ohhhhh
I was warned about her love
Take a picture, trick. I'm on a boat, bitch.

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Post by kay » Wed Apr 06, 2005 8:59 am

Manic

Hey, Mom and Dad.
You have done so well now.
Why look so sad?
It's been so long since my walls fell.
Can't explain all the thoughts I've had.
I'm alright now, can't you tell?

I, embody violence.
I, see nothing but a sack of fluid, and
I, embody hatred.
Why tell me all the things you would if you only could you, a fucking game of dumb luck.
What could ever make you think I give a fuck?
I embody violence.
I see nothing but a sack of fluid, and
I embody hatred.
Why tell me all the things you would if you only could you, a game of dumb luck.
What?

Hey, Mom and Dad.
How you've shown the way now.
God, I get so mad.
I don't know why, I'm just that way.
Can't explain all the thoughts that I've had.
I'm alright now, far away.

I, embody violence
I, see nothing but a sack of fluid, and
I, embody hatred
Why tell me all the things you would if you only could you, a game of dumb luck.
What could ever make you think I give a fuck?
I, embody violence
I, see nothing but a sack of fluid, and
I, embody hatred
Why tell me all the things you would if you only could you, a game of dumb luck.
What could ever make you think I give an?

Did you see?
Did you know?
What it's like down below?
Down in the grass, you lie and wait,
wait like an animal, to escape.
Did you see it did you know it is an animal sign?
The divinity within it is the crack and it's mine.
Did you see it did you know it is an animal sign?
The divinity within it is the crack and it's mine.

I, embody violence
I, see nothing but a sack of fluid, and
I, embody hatred
Why tell me all the things you would if you only could you,
a game of dumb luck.
What?

Can you see with eyes wide open?
I don't care how much it hurts.
Well is this some kind of (offering?)
Yeah!
Yeah!
I'm sitting (singing?)
I'm sitting (singing?)
I'm sitting (singing?)
I'm sitting (singing?)
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Post by Jenzy » Thu Apr 07, 2005 7:27 pm

Take My Hand
by Dido

Touch my skin,and tell me what you’re thinking
Take my hand and show me where we’re going
Lie down next to me, look into my eyes and tell me, oh tell me what you’re seeing
So sit on top of the world and tell me how you’re feeling
What you feel now is what I feel for you
Take my hand and if I’m lying to you
I’ll always be alone
If I’m lying to you
See my eyes, they carry your reflection
Watch my lips and hear the words I’m telling you
Give your trust to me and look into my heart and show me, show me what you’re doing
So sit on top of the world and tell me how you’re feeling
What you feel now is what I feel for you

Take my hand and if I’m lying to you
I’ll always be alone
If I’m lying to you
Take your time, if I’m lying to you
I know you’ll find that you believe me
You believe me

Feel the sun on your face and tell me what you’re thinking
Catch the snow on your tongue and show me how it tastes
Take my hand and if I’m lying to you
I’ll always be alone
If I’m lying to you
Take your time, if I’m lying to you
I know you’ll find that you believe me
You believe me
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Post by Jenzy » Thu Apr 07, 2005 7:31 pm

The Most Beautiful Girl in the World
By Prince


Could u be the most beautiful girl in the world?
It’s plain 2 see u’re the reason that God made a girl
When the day turns into the last day of all time
I can say I hope u are in these arms of mine
And when the night falls before that day I will cry
I will cry tears of joy cuz after u all one can do is die, oh

Could u be the most beautiful girl in the world?
Could u be?
It’s plain 2 see u’re the reason that God made a girl
Oh, yes u are

How can I get through days when I can’t get through hours?
I can try but when I do I see u and I’m devoured, oh yes
Who’d allow, who’d allow a face 2 be soft as a flower? oh
I could bow (bow down) and feel proud in the light of this power
Oh yes, oh

Could u be (could u be) the most beautiful girl in the world?
Could u be?
It’s plain 2 see u’re the reason that God made a girl
Oh, yes u are

And if the stars ever fell one by one from the sky
I know mars could not be, uh, 2 far behind
Cuz baby, this kind of beauty has got no reason 2 ever be shy
Cuz honey, this kind of beauty is the kind that comes from inside

Could u be (could u be) the most beautiful girl in the world?
So beautiful, beautiful
It’s plain 2 see (plain 2 see) u’re the reason that God made a girl

Oh yeah! (oh, yes u are)
Girl (could u be? )
U must be ... oh yeah!
(could u be? )
U’re the reason ... oh yeah
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Post by Jenzy » Thu Apr 07, 2005 7:54 pm

Beat It Upright
by Korn

Are you ready for a good pounding baby? (get down)
Are you ready to get it on? (get down, get down)
Don't pretend you're not fucking freaky baby. (get down)
I will spank that ass just for fun (get down, on the ground)

Ass up high, make a motherfu-cker cry
It's so good, that I could die
Help me stay alive.

The time is right
I want to feel it good'n tight.
I'm down to do this all night
I'm gunna beat it upright.

I'll behave
Oh my God, make me beg, my God!
Yes I'm ready for a good flogging baby (my God) (get down)
Come on ream my ass for fun (get down/my God/get down)
Don't let up till my ass is bleeding baby (my God) (get down)
Don't let up until you are done (get down, on the ground)

Ass up high, make a motherfucker cry
It's so good, that I could die
Help me stay alive.

The time is right
I wanna feel it good'n tight.
I'm down to do this all night
I'm gunna beat it upright.

We're going on a ride
I'm gunna turn you inside out upside down
Don't try to run and hide,
Yes it's true what they say about my kind.

Are you ready for a good pounding baby? (get down)
Are you ready to get it on? (get down, get down)
Don't pretend you're not fucking freaky baby. (get down)
I will spank that ass just for fun (get down, on the ground)

Ass up high, make a motherfucker cry
It's so good, that I could die
Help me stay alive.

The time is right
I wanna feel it good'n tight.
I'm down to do this all night
I'm gunna beat it upright.

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fuck it cut the cord!

Post by skipp666 » Fri Apr 08, 2005 8:37 am

Transmission third world war third round
A decade of the weapon of sound above ground
No shelter if youre looking for shade
I lick shots at the brutal charade
As the polls close like a casket
On truth devoured
Silent play in the shadow of power
A spectacle monopolized
The cameras eyes on choice disguised
Was it cast for the mass who burn and toil?
Or for the vultures who thirst for blood and oil?
Yes a spectacle monopolized
They hold the reins, stole your eyes
All the fistagons the bullets and bombs
Who stuff the banks
Who staff the party ranks
More for Gore or the son of a drug lord
None of the above fuck it cut the cord

Lights out
Guerilla Radio
Turn that shit up
Lights out
Guerilla Radio
Turn that shit up
Lights out
Guerilla Radio
Turn that shit up
Lights out
Guerilla Radio

Contact I highjacked the frequencies
Blockin the beltway
Move on DC
Way past the days of bombin MCs
Sound off Mumia guan be free
Who gottem yo check the federal file
All you pen devils know the trial was vile
Army of pigs try to silence my style
Off em all out that box its my radio dial

Lights out
Guerilla Radio
Turn that shit up
Lights out
Guerilla Radio
Turn that shit up
Lights out
Guerilla Radio
Turn that shit up
Lights out
Guerilla Radio
Turn that shit up

It has to start somewhere
It has to start sometime
What better place than here
What better time than now

All hell cant stop us now
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Originally Posted by Shitcock Jr
Skipp and the Spice 5[the first pressing of "Douche, the cleaner of the beast" gets my fist in the air everytime!!!].

WWMKD?

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RIP Mr. Reed :whine:

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soul dammit... soul....

Post by Jonathan » Fri Apr 08, 2005 3:46 pm

Got To Make A Comeback
(R.Cray- circa late 70s)

Loving you was
Always a cost
That I never bought
Till we
Started drifting apart
Now I know the love that you give
Is something that I've got to get

Gotta make a comeback
To your heart

I realize
The love that is lost
There's no greater cross
To bear
Than the pain
Of a broken heart

Now I know that I've got to pay
Every night and day

Gotta make a comeback
To your heart

Now, girl
Oh, when you say, "baby
Here's where it ends
Can't we just be friends?"
And I
Oh, I have to make a new start

All the loven and that pain
Trying to win your love back again
Gotta make comeback
To your heart

Gotta make a comeback
Take a picture, trick. I'm on a boat, bitch.

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Ok Joanathen

Post by skipp666 » Fri Apr 08, 2005 9:20 pm

Here's some Robert Johnson for ya'

I got a kindhearted woman
do anything in this world for me
I got a kindhearted woman
do anything in this world for me
But these evil hearted women,
man they will not let me be
I love my baby
my baby don't love me
I love my baby, oooohhh
my baby don't love me
But I really love that woman,
can't stand to leave her be
Ain't but one thing
makes Mr Johnson drink
Its worried bout how you treat me baby
I begin to think
Oh my babe, my life don't feel the same
You breaks my heart,
When you call me Mr So and So's name

She's a kindhearted woman
she studies evil all the time
She's a kindhearted woman
she studies evil all the time
You wells to kill me
as to have it on your mind
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Originally Posted by Shitcock Jr
Skipp and the Spice 5[the first pressing of "Douche, the cleaner of the beast" gets my fist in the air everytime!!!].

WWMKD?

[SIZE="1"]"Fatwa has been declared on my ass by the Joanothin. AKA Hippie Gnome."
- Skipp666 (Oct. 5th, 2007)[/SIZE]

RIP Mr. Reed :whine:

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Post by skipp666 » Fri Apr 08, 2005 9:22 pm

Oh baby don't you want to go
Oh baby don't you want to go
Back to the land of california
to my sweet home chicago

Oh baby don't you want to go
Oh baby don't you want to go
Back to the land of california
to my sweet home chicago

Now one and one is two
two and two is four
I'm heavy loaded baby
I'm booked I gotta go

Cryin baby
honey don't you want to go
back to the land of california
to my sweet home chicago

Now two and two is four
four and two is six
You gonna keep monkeyin round here friend-boy
you gonna get your business all in a trick

But I'm cryin baby
honey don't you wanna go
Back to the land of California
to my sweet home chicago

Now six and two is eight
eight and two is ten
Friend-boy she trick you one time
she sure gonna do it again

But I'm cryin hey hey
baby don't you want to go
back to the land of california
to my sweet home chicago

I'm goin to california
from there to Des Moines Iowa
Somebody will tell me that you
need my help someday

cryin hey hey
baby don't you want to go
back to the land of california
to my sweet home chicago
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Originally Posted by Shitcock Jr
Skipp and the Spice 5[the first pressing of "Douche, the cleaner of the beast" gets my fist in the air everytime!!!].

WWMKD?

[SIZE="1"]"Fatwa has been declared on my ass by the Joanothin. AKA Hippie Gnome."
- Skipp666 (Oct. 5th, 2007)[/SIZE]

RIP Mr. Reed :whine:

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Post by skipp666 » Fri Apr 08, 2005 9:23 pm

She caught the caddy
Left me the mule to drive
She caught the caddy
Left me a mule to drive
Her hand, her hand was bloody
On a skimpy line

I saw the dog hanging on the swing set
I asked the girl
Where was your doggie at?
I walked on down to see my grandpa yeah!

Well I've had a lot of horrors
And I've had a lot of fears
But the worst of horror
Is when there's nothing here
Oh yeah, I've been there
And there ain't nothing there, yeah
But now take good care, dear children
Be careful what you do
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Originally Posted by Shitcock Jr
Skipp and the Spice 5[the first pressing of "Douche, the cleaner of the beast" gets my fist in the air everytime!!!].

WWMKD?

[SIZE="1"]"Fatwa has been declared on my ass by the Joanothin. AKA Hippie Gnome."
- Skipp666 (Oct. 5th, 2007)[/SIZE]

RIP Mr. Reed :whine:

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Misery Index - Retaliate

Post by Jonathan » Tue Apr 12, 2005 8:20 am

Crawling from the cities the filth chokes me to the taste,
Feeding the desire to destroy this culture that I hate
The daily inquisition, the fear that fuels our lives
Sets each man against the other with the wool upon their eyes

Chains of command, the weight of wait
Under their wheels into concrete…Face off the floor, rise up, retaliate

The razor blade infections cut caverns deep across my skin
Reminding me of battles I have lost and will never win
There are no bullets here, these hands are clenched in fists
And the promise of another day is all that we have left

What remains here…?
Bowing to the dollar in their selfish church of capital,
Where wealth encrusts their bodies, yet cancer fills their hearts?
Brother will kill brother in this stained-glass abattoir called ‘Earth’

My arteries are boiling with a hatred undefined
For this colonizing monolith that suffocates our lives
A bastard congregation runs the head of this machine
Our hands will gut its gears ‘til their blood runs cold and we are free
Take a picture, trick. I'm on a boat, bitch.

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Misery Index - Manufacturing Greed

Post by Jonathan » Tue Apr 12, 2005 8:25 am

Commodify the vision and sanctify the rape
with moral antidotes, wide awake and dead,
we consumate the bond, stomach tied in knots,
driving class relations, engines working hard,

this mechanism breeds contradictions,
bury expectations,
nothing's going to last,
the tide is turning back -revocation.

They cant control us, there's nothing left,
our thirst for vengeance, your dying breath,
its a quiet revolution, from the city to the fields,
we're not forgotten, reject this greed machine.

Hope is for the hopeless, dreaming for a life,
as opiates replace human passion advertise our weakness,
colonize our space, feed the appetite as force fed gluttons,

its life in dead time, its self-decay,
their so-called heaven, now rots away,
its a quiet revolution, from the city to the fields,
we're not forgotten, reject this greed machine-

with golden eyes our gods will lead us,
as labor-slaves we work away,
drunk and baited, packaged, processed,
this market-orgy fucks for pay.

Cutting through the lies that bind us,
fist-fucking the status quo,
we loot and burn their paradise-burn.

Their planet's just a whorehouse,
based on greed and avarice,
demand your life and take it back,
their world is dead and drunk on piss.

your a slave if your collar's white,
a slave if your collar's blue,
chains locked around your neck,
you'll work too hard- you'll work to death.

Tides of human flotsam floating, tired and alone.
the ones who want to fight are the ones who have no hope,
bury all your trust just like you buried all your dreams,
the ends that justify their rule will justify our means.
Take a picture, trick. I'm on a boat, bitch.

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Post by Jenzy » Tue Apr 12, 2005 7:01 pm

Foolin
by Def Leppard

Lady luck never smiles
So lend your love to me awhile
Do with me what you will
Break the spell take your fill
On and on we rode the storm
The flame has died and the fire has gone
Oh, this empty bed is a night alone
I realized that long ago

Is anybody out there, anybody there
Does anybody wonder, anybody care

Oh, I just gotta know
If you’re really there and you really care
Cause baby I’m not

F-f-f-foolin’, ah f-f-foolin’
F-f-f-foolin’, ah f-f-foolin’
Won’t you stay with me awhile

Close your eyes don’t run and hide
Easy love is no easy ride
Just wakin’ up from what we had
Could stop good love from going bad

Is anybody out there, anybody there
Does anybody wonder, anybody care

Oh, I just gotta know
If you’re really there and you really care
Cause baby I’m not

F-f-f-foolin’, ah f-f-foolin’
F-f-f-foolin’, ah f-f-foolin’

Oh, I just gotta know
If you’re really there and you really care
Cause baby I’m not

F-f-f-foolin’, ah f-f-foolin’
Not f-f-f-foolin’, ah f-f-foolin’

I’m not foolin’ myself
I’m not foolin’ myself
I’m not foolin’ myself
I’m not foolin’ myself

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Post by Jenzy » Tue Apr 12, 2005 7:51 pm

Ice Cream Man
by Van Halen

Now summertime’s here babe, need somethin’ to keep you cool
Ah now summertime’s here babe, need somethin’ to keep you cool
Better look out now though, dave’s got somethin’ for you
Tell ya what it is

I’m your ice cream man, stop me when I’m passin’ by
Oh my my, I’m your ice cream man, stop me when I’m passin’ by
See now all my flavors are guaranteed to satisfy
Hold on a second baby

I got good lemonade, ah, dixie cups
All flavors and push ups too
I’m your ice cream man, baby, stop me when I’m passin’ by
See now all my flavors are guaranteed to satisfy
Hold on, one more

Well, I’m usually passin’ by just about eleven o’clock
Uh huh, I never stop, I’m usually passin’ by, just around eleven o’clock
And if you let me cool you one time, you’ll be my regular stop
All right boys

I got good lemonade, ah, dixie cups
All flavors and push ups too
I’m your ice cream man, stop me when I’m passin’ by
See now all my flavors are guaranteed to satisfy
Yes I’m your ice cream man, stop me when I’m passin’ by
I’m your ice cream man, stop me when I’m passin’ by
They say all my flavors are guaranteed to satisfy
Ah, one time

I’m your ice cream man, stop me when I’m passin’ by
I’m your ice cream man, stop me when I’m passin’ by
They say all my flavors are guaranteed to satisfy
One time, boys
I’m your ice cream man
I’m your ice cream man
B-b-b-b-b-b-b-baby
Ah my, my, my
All my flavors are guaranteed to satis-uh-fy
Ow

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Post by kay » Wed Apr 13, 2005 8:36 am

how can you see into my eyes like open doors
leading you down into my core
where i've become so numb
without a soul my spirit sleeping somewhere cold
until you find it there and lead it back home
wake me up inside
wake me up inside
call my name and save me from the dark
bid my blood to run
before i come undone
save me from the nothing i've become

now that i know what i'm without
you can't just leave me
breathe into me and make me real
bring me to life

wake me up inside
wake me up inside
call my name and save me from the dark
bid my blood to run
before i come undone
save me from the nothing i've become
bring me to life

frozen inside without your touch
without your love darling
only you are the life among the dead

all this time i can't believe i couldn't see
kept in the dark but you were there in front of me
i've been sleeping a thousand years it seems
got to open my eyes to everything
without a thought without a voice without a soul
don't let me die here
there must be something more
bring me to life
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Kara's favorite (somehow this is meant to be uplifting :) )

Post by Jonathan » Wed Apr 13, 2005 8:54 am

The One In The Middle (robert cray)

Sometimes at night
When I close my eyes
I see three women
All standing in a line
The one on the left
She took my heart
The one on the right
Said she wanted to be free

But the one in the middle
I still love her
And I wonder
Does she ever think of me?

In my mind
I've been to a thousand places
When I walk down the street
I stare into a thousand faces
The flame of love
Once shined so brightly
Now it's just
A slow-burning memory

But the one in the middle
I still love her
Oh, and I wonder
Does she ever think of me?

Maybe, she wouldn't even care
No, that's ok
It's all in a dream
It's all in a dream, anyway

But the one in the middle
Oh, I still love her
And I wonder, does she ever think of me?

But the one in the middle
Ohhhhh, I still love her
And I wonder, does she ever think of me?
Take a picture, trick. I'm on a boat, bitch.

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Morrissey- November Spawned a Monster

Post by AndrogynousCharade » Thu Apr 14, 2005 1:48 am

Sleep on and dream of love
Because it’s the closest you will
Get to love, oh ah ...
The poor twisted child
So ugly, so ugly
The poor twisted child
Oh hug me, oh hug me
One november
Spawned a monster
In the shape of this child
Who later cried :

But jesus made me, so
Jesus save me from
Pity, sympathy
And people discussing me
This frame of useless limbs
What can make good
All the bad that’s been done ?

And if the lights were out
Could you even bear
To kiss her full on the mouth
(or anywhere ? )

The poor twisted child
So ugly, so ugly
The poor twisted child
Oh hug me, oh hug me
One november
Spawned a monster
In the shape of this child
Who must remain
A hostage to kindness
And the wheels underneath her
A hostage to kindness
And the wheels underneath her

A symbol of where mad, mad lovers
Must pause and draw the line.

So sleep and dream of love
Because it’s the closest
You will get to love

One fine day
Let it be soon
She won’t be rich or beautiful
But she’ll be walking your streets
In the clothes that she went out
And chose for herself.
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Post by skipp666 » Thu Apr 14, 2005 7:09 am

turn on tha radio, nah fuck it
Turn it off, fear is your only God
On tha radio, na fuck it, turn it off
Turn on tha radio, nah fuck it
Turn it off, fear is your only God
On tha radio, nah fuck it
Your savior's my guillotine, crosses
And kerosine
Merge on tha networks, slangin' nerve gas
Up jump tha boogie then bang,
Let 'em hang
While the paranoid try to stuff tha void
Let's capture this am mayhem
Undressed, and blessed by tha lord
Tha power pendulum swings by thaUmbilical cord
Shcok around tha clock, from noon
'Til noon
Men grabbin' they mics, and stuff 'em into tha
Womb
Terror tha product ya push
Well I'm a truth addict, Ioh shit I got a head
Rush
Tha sheep tremble an here come tha votes
Thrown from tha throat, new cages an scapegoats
Undressen and blessed by tha lord
Tha same devil that ran around managua wit a
Sword
Check tha new style that ollie found
I tune in wit a bullet ta shut down
Tha devil sound
Tha program of vietnow
Flex tha cerebellum fire
Somebody gotta shell 'em
Those evil angels lists, hittin' tha am
Playlist, paid ta say this
That one inhuman, illegal, single woman, tha one
Wit out a room
The transmissions wippin' our backs
Comin' down like bats from stacy ****
Terror, tha product you push
Well I am a truth addict, oh shit I got a head
Rush
Tha sheeps tremble an here come tha votes
Thrown from tha troat, new cage and scapegoats
One caution tha mics a detonator unwound ta
Shutdown tha devil sound
Check tha heads bow in vietnow
Is all tha world jails and churches ?
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Originally Posted by Shitcock Jr
Skipp and the Spice 5[the first pressing of "Douche, the cleaner of the beast" gets my fist in the air everytime!!!].

WWMKD?

[SIZE="1"]"Fatwa has been declared on my ass by the Joanothin. AKA Hippie Gnome."
- Skipp666 (Oct. 5th, 2007)[/SIZE]

RIP Mr. Reed :whine:

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Post by skipp666 » Thu Apr 14, 2005 7:20 am

My name is Shaggy
But some call me Shaggy Balls
Cuz you can me my ball sac
Hangin out my drawls
I wear short shorts
Bitches stop and stare
Later on you see me partin through the Cotton hair
I meet a bitch
I always gotta check and ask
"How many corndogs been to the Cotton patch?"
And when I fuck bitches ask what i'm tryin to do
My nuts is people so i try and stuff em in there too
Cotton Candy is wasn't made for the mouth
Don't believe me just take a look down South
Rottin Candy is what you'll find with out a doubt
I stick my wang in the Cotton hole and then I'm out
Jump Steady, Rude Boy, nad Nate the Mack
They huntin Cotton
And Shaggy Shaggs knows where it's at
So don't be stingy
There's more than one Wicked Clown
And bitch you got enough Cotton here to go around
Now some bitches wanna go and shave they Cotton off
Straight to the Candy
I'm wit it
I won't get lost
That's why I bring da clippers wit me
They comin in handy
When you fuckin round wit the Cotton Candy


HHHHHHEEEEEEYYYYY Cotton Candy
Yeah Hey Hey
Cotton Candy don't get wet until it's in yo mouth she told me


My name is J
The kids call me Jiggy pants
Cuz I can play the flute
And make my dick start ta dance
Like a snake I make it shake, rattle, and roll
And this year my balls made it to the Cotton Bowl
Unlike Shaggy
He scared of the Cotton Pie
I ate so much Cotton Candy
I got pink eye
I can remember the first time I had a taste
She pulled her panties down
And shoved her Cotton in my face
I said "Your daddy's home"
She said "So fuckin what"
I tried to take my ding-a-ling and stick it in her butt
I tried to push it in
I couldn't turn it out
She said "Cotton Candy don't get wet until it's in yo mouth"
OH SHIT!
So what was I ta do
Run like a bitch
Or have the Cotton Stew
I thought for a moment
Then I said "What The Fuck!"
I ate so much Cotton that my tounge came out her butt
BBBBWWWW Bitch
I'll have another bowl
My boys had to come and get me
Cuz I lost control
On the way home I had a new attitude
I'm like
"Hey let's go eat some more pussy dude"
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Originally Posted by Shitcock Jr
Skipp and the Spice 5[the first pressing of "Douche, the cleaner of the beast" gets my fist in the air everytime!!!].

WWMKD?

[SIZE="1"]"Fatwa has been declared on my ass by the Joanothin. AKA Hippie Gnome."
- Skipp666 (Oct. 5th, 2007)[/SIZE]

RIP Mr. Reed :whine:

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Post by AllocesThroat » Sat Apr 16, 2005 6:39 pm

Fistfucking God's Planet

Dethrone the son
The crucified one
Dead and begotten
Unfortunately forgotten

Death on the cross
Life was your loss
You fell from Roman hands
In thy holy land
Still your words are being preached
But now your realm is being breached
Your vision we will turn to sand
When we reap thy holy land

King who was scorned with a crown of thorns
A sadist who tormented mandkind since he was born
Your throne we will burn
You shall never return
The light won't shine over your holy empire
As it ends in a roaring storm of fire
The christian serpents can escape or stay
And face the oceans of fire, blood and iron which will sweep them away

An ocean which everything you accomplished will erase
And pull out your venomous fangs from mandkind without a trace
Now were crashing onto your shore
Stare into the face of war
Death to you forevermore
By pain you never felt before

Death on the cross
Life was your loss
You fell from Roman hands
In thy holy land
Still your words are being preached
But now your realm is being breached
Your vision we will turn to sand
When we reap thy holy land

Dethrone the son
The crucified one
Dead and begotten
Unfortunately forgotten

You will pay
For getting in our way
You will see
How we will be

Fistfucking god's planet
the one and only, fuckedthroat

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Post by Jenzy » Sun Apr 17, 2005 9:55 am

Only Time
by Enya

Who can say where the road goes
Where the day flows, only time
And who can say if your love grows
As your heart chose, only time

Who can say why your heart sighs
As your love flies, only time
And who can say why your heart cries
When your love lies, only time

Who can say when the roads meet
That love might be in your heart
And who can say when the day sleeps
If the night keeps all your heart
Night keeps all your heart

Who can say if your love grows
As your heart chose
- Only time
And who can say where the road goes
Where the day flows, only time

Who knows? Only time

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Keeping the sabbath holy. . . .

Post by Jenzy » Sun Apr 17, 2005 4:45 pm

Dungeon Master
by Umberhulk


Dungeon Master calls my name - I call you to play the game
Dungeon Master sets the stage - A ravaged land and an evil mage
Trade your doubt for a sharp blade or go back to the fields!
What is our quarry? What is our plan? - Defeat the dark horde in the Northern Lands
Can we succeed in your demands? - Just follow me with sword in hand

Dungeon Master
Dungeon Master


Your quest beginscleanse the dragon’s lair - Skin the beast. Take all that is there!
A captured scroll will lend a clue - On to the castlerun the villain through
Let your fear guard youyou must never give in!
His numerous warriors will hold you back - I'll rally the peasants & lead the attack
The day will be bloodybut we must prevail - Widows and children will remember your tale


Dungeon Master
Dungeon Master
Dungeon Master
Dungeon Master

Dungeon Master will I give in to sin? - I will do my best to lure you in
Why hath God laid this burden on me? - Is this not God’s answer to your mortal plea?

The gates are brokenlet our forces advance - A courtyard ambush may foil your plans
Make a bridge of the corpsesdo not relent - A warrior’s code allows no lament
The heart of darkness may still destroy you!
A sorcerer lies in waithis power great - My brethren have fallenconsumed by this hate
I will avenge my brothersrun this villain through - You may now rest easy for your sword strikes true

Flee now warrior and live another day - I’ll fight the good fight and live the warrior’s way
But the warrior’s lifeit knows no rest - Then I’ll fight by the sword until I die by the sword!

Dungeon Master
Dungeon Master
Dungeon Master
Dungeon Master
Dungeon Master
Dungeon Master . . .
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