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| Ess | Aug 24 2008, 04:42 PM Post #401 |
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twirling hippy chick
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MIDNIGHT AT THE OASIS Maria Muldaur (David Nichtern) Midnight at the oasis Send your camel to bed Shadows paintin' our faces Traces of romance in our heads Heaven's holdin' a half-moon Shinin' just for us Let's slip off to a sand dune, real soon And kick up a little dust Come on, Cactus is our friend He'll point out the way Come on, till the evenin' ends Till the evenin' ends You don't have to answer There's no need to speak I'll be your belly dancer, prancer And you can be my sheik I know your Daddy's a sultan A nomad known to all With fifty girls to attend him, they all send him Jump at his beck and call But you won't need no harem, honey When I'm by your side And you won't need no camel, no no When I take you for a ride Come on, Cactus is our friend He'll point out the way Come on, till the evenin' ends Till the evenin' ends Midnight at the oasis Send your camel to bed Got shadows paintin' our faces And traces of romance in our heads |
![]() WOW Canada is a Wonderland of enchantments~Bobert Ess is the Chuck Norris of NS Canada, so anything's possible.~Redundancies The hippy chick is Canada's coolest! ~Fiddy HappinEss ~Matilda | |
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| jDELIGHT | Sep 6 2008, 08:01 PM Post #402 |
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Fun is the only noise you should hear
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For all my "handy" friends... Corb Lund Hard On Equipment (Tool for the Job) He's been roundin' off bolts since the age of fourteen Was that a five eighths or a nine sixteenths? He's got a metric socket that don't quite fit Well it'll wiggle just a little but it ain't quite stripped The safety guard's gone from his grinding machine He got a stiff paint brush he only kinda got clean He's the hired man, my neighbor and a cousin in law He's a jerry riggin' fool, he got the tool for the job Well it's vise grips for pliers, and pliers for a wrench A wrench for a hammer, hammers everything else It just don't seem to make much difference I sure do like him but he's hard on equipment I sure like you son, but you're hard on equipment His corners ain't square and his floor ain't level And he's always had trouble with the old tape measure His doors don't close ‘cause the jamb ain't plumb And he's a Goddamn menace with an air nail gun They love to see him comin' at the lumberyard store Fixed the leak in his roof with a two by four Drilled holes in his boards with the wrong kinda bit And when they don't line up he blames the government He got the whole front yard full of fix ‘em up cars Three don't run and the rest won't start Everything's fine with his rebuilt motor Except of course for the couple spare parts left over Baler wire tie downs goin' down the road On two bald tires and an oversize load He ain't never read a manual ‘cause that's like cheatin' He don't mind a little grease on his hands while he's eatin' He's got busted up knuckles, his thumb got bruised Jesus Christ was a carpenter, too |
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A 21-Skwerl Salute for the Dizzy Twirling Hippy Chick! "Your only true land based hope are aerodynamically correct goats." JT | |
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| Almonaster | Sep 7 2008, 02:44 PM Post #403 |
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Homophonophile
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For You - Eric Bibb I would walk across burning desert Bearing water to quench your thirst Just call my name In the time it takes to think of me I will be there by your side I'll be there Call my name Give me your hand And I'll take you somewhere so beautiful Give me your dreams Together we'll make them come true Give me the pieces Of your heart when it's broken I'll mend it For you I will carry you when you're weary When your faith is running low Just rest in me I'll be there for you just believe it Any hour any day I'll be there Rest in me Give me your hand And I'll take you somewhere so beautiful Give me your dreams Together we'll make them come true Give me the pieces Of your heart when it's broken I'll mend it I'll mend it Oh I'll mend it For you |
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You use a mirror to see your face. You use works of art to see your soul. ~ G. B. Shaw Visit Al's FractAl Gallery I'm in ur detailz likin' ur sinz.
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| Jack Tarr | Sep 13 2008, 11:47 AM Post #404 |
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Chief Twanger Plunker
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ONE MILLION LAWYERS By Tom Paxton Humankind has survived some disasters, I'm sure. Like locusts and flash floods and flu. There's never a moment when we've been secure From the ills that the flesh is heir to. If it isn't a war, it's some gruesome disease. If it isn't disease, then it's war. But there's worse still to come, and I'm asking you please How the world's gonna take any more? (CHORUS:) In ten years we're gonna have one million lawyers, One million lawyers, one million lawyers. In ten years we're gonna have one million lawyers. How much can a poor nation stand? The world shook with dread of Atilla the Hun As he conquered with fire and steel, And Genghis and Kubla and all of the Kahns Ground a groaning world under the heel. Disaster, disaster, so what else is new? We've suffered the worst and then some. So I'm sorry to tell you, my suffering friends, Of the terrible scourge still to come. (CHORUS) (BREAK:) Oh, a suffering world cries for mercy As far as the eye can see. Lawyers around every bend in the road, Laywers in every tree, Lawyers in restaurants, lawyers in clubs, Lawyers behind every door, Behind windows and potted plants, shade trees and shrubs, Lawyers on pogo sticks, lawyers in politics! (CHORUS) In spring there's tornadoes and rampaging floods, In summer it's heat stroke and draught. There's Ivy League football to ruin the fall, It's a terrible scourge, without doubt. There are blizzards to batter the shivering plain. There are dust storms that strike, but far worse Is the threat of disaster to shrivel the brain, It's the threat of implacable curse. In ten years we're gonna have one million lawyers, One million lawyers, one million lawyers. In ten years we're gonna have one million lawyers. How much can a poor nation stand? How much can a poor nation stand |
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| Pez201 | Sep 13 2008, 11:21 PM Post #405 |
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Mr Brownstone by Guns N Roses from the album Appetite for Destruction I get up around seven - I get outta bed around nine And I don't worry about nothin', no, because worryin's a waste of my time The show usually starts around seven, we go on stage around nine Get on the bus about eleven, sippin' a drink and feelin' fine We've been dancin' with Mr. Brownstone He's been knockin', he won't leave me alone, no, no, no He won't leave me alone I used to do a little but the little wouldn't do it, so the little got more and more I just keep tryin' to get a little better - said, a little better than before I used to do a little but the little wouldn't do it, so the little got more and more I just keep tryin' to get a little better - said, a little better than before We've been dancin' with Mr. Brownstone He's been knockin', he won't leave me alone, no, no, no He won't leave me alone Now I get up around whenever - I used to get up on time But, that old man he's a real motherf**ker - gonna kick him on down the line I used to do a little but the little wouldn't do it, so the little got more and more I just keep tryin' to get a little better - said, a little better than before I used to do a little but the little wouldn't do it, so the little got more and more I just keep tryin' to get a little better - said, a little better than before We've been dancin' with Mr. Brownstone He's been knockin', he won't leave me alone, no, no, no He won't leave me alone Oh, leave me alone Stuck it in the middle and I shot it in the middle and it - it drove me out of my mind I've seen no better; said I wish I never met her; said I - I leave it all behind |
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"I never said i was the first person..yesh. I admit Pez was the first one to throw a goat" - Fin Leader of the Canadian Fat Whale Party from 21/5/08 - 29/8/09 and from 1/8/09 when his 48 hour brain fuzz cleared up.
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| ParrrrTay | Oct 6 2008, 05:08 AM Post #406 |
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...just a girl in the world.
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Kings - This Beat Goes On/Switchin' To Glide Hey Judy, get Trudy Ya said to call you up if I was feelin' moody Hey little Donna, ah still wanna Ya said to ring you up when I was in Toronna I have lots of friends that I can ding at anytime Can mobilize some laughs with just one call Like a bunch of lunatics we'll act till way past dawn Sure we'll be rockin' till our strength is gone Yeah, this beat goes on And on, and on, and on Hey ladies , ooh you CrAzIeS Well, me and Zero request you in the Mercedes And then we'll ride, so zoomy inside The sky's the limit this time, I'm switchin' to glide I don't give a hoot about what people have to say I'm laughin' as I'm analyzed Lunatics Anonymous, that's where I belong Sure cause I am one, till my strength is gone Yeah, this beat goes on And on, and on, and on I have lots of friends that I can ding at anytime Can mobilize some laughs with just one call Like a bunch of lunatics we'll act till way past dawn Sure we'll be rockin' till our strength is gone Yeah, this beat goes on This beat goes on, this beat goes on This beat goes on, this beat goes on This beat goes on, this beat goes on (Repeat) THIS BEAT GOES....... Nothin' matters but the weekend From a Tuesday point of veiw Like a kettle in the kitchen I feel the steam begin to brew Switchin' to glide, switchin' to glide Switchin' to glide, switchin' to glide Energy can be directed I'm turnin' it up, I'm turnin' it down Even love can be affected Harmony's the sweetest sound Switchin' to glide, switchin' to glide Switchin' to glide, switchin' to glide Balancin' on my head Inside of me, taking the glide path instead Everybody gets the note now Hear it ringing in their ears Lots of ways that you can go, Go! Look around, no disappears Switchin' to glide, switchin' to glide Switchin' to glide, switchin' to glide Switchin' to glide, yeah...switchin' to glide Yeah, switchin' to glide, ah...hay...oooh...aaaaa I'm switchin' to glide, I finally found some way outta this hole ya know OUTTA THIS HOLE...! |
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The Pubs of Parkplace Delegate, Canada Long you live and high you fly And smiles you'll give and tears you'll cry And all you touch and all you see Is all your life will ever be ~P.FLOYD Sail on my friend... Holding Shelter Twirl Hippy Chick twirl | |
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| laughterandsunshine | Oct 7 2008, 09:37 PM Post #407 |
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Keeper of calm.
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Answer ~ Sarah McLachlan I will be the answer At the end of the line I will be there for you While you take the time In the burning of uncertainty I will be your solid ground I will hold the balance If you can't look down If it takes my whole life I won't break, I won't bend It will all be worth it Worth it in the end Cause I can only tell you what I know That I need you in my life When the stars have all gone out You'll still be burning so bright Cast me gently Into morning For the night has been unkind Take me to a Place so holy That I can wash this from my mind The memory of choosing not to fight If it takes my whole life I won't break, I won't bend It will all be worth it Worth it in the end 'Cause I can only tell you what I know That I need you in my life When the stars have all burned out You'll still be burning so bright Cast me gently Into morning For the night has been unkind |
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Forever in my heart: JT & ESS GARPA MEMBER *Happiness is a choice that requires effort at times. *Reality can be beaten with enough imagination. *Laughter springs from the lawless part of our nature. | |
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| ParrrrTay | Oct 9 2008, 02:20 PM Post #408 |
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...just a girl in the world.
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Montgomery Gentry - What Do Ya Think About That I heard it through the grapevine My new neighbor don't like my big red barn A '47 Ford, bullet holes in the door Broke down motor in the front yard ha I got half a mind to paint a plywood sign And nail it up on a notty pine tree Saying I was here first This is my piece of dirt your rambling don't rattle me Some people care about what other people think Worry about what they say Let a little gossip Coming from a loose lip ruin a perfect day Say, blah, blah, blah, just a jacking their jaws Got a letta roll off-a my back I don't give a dern what other people think What do ya think about that I wear what I want to, overalls work boots Crank my music up loud Like to sling a little mud in my four wheel drive Trek it all into town Shot a little eight ball down at the pool hall Drink a beer with my friends Now don't judge me and I won't judge you Cause we all get judged in the end Some people care about what other people think Worry about what they say Let a little gossip Coming from a loose lip ruin a perfect day Say, blah, blah, blah, just a jacking their jaws Got a letta roll offa my back I don't give a dern what other people think What do ya think about that Some people care about what other people think Worry about what they say Let a little gossip Coming from a loose lip ruin a perfect day Say, blah, blah, blah, just a jacking their jaws Got a letta roll offa my back I don't give a dern what other people think What do ya think about that Say, I don't give a damn what other people think What do ya think about that What do ya think about that |
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The Pubs of Parkplace Delegate, Canada Long you live and high you fly And smiles you'll give and tears you'll cry And all you touch and all you see Is all your life will ever be ~P.FLOYD Sail on my friend... Holding Shelter Twirl Hippy Chick twirl | |
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| Kiljarit | Oct 18 2008, 01:44 PM Post #409 |
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Penalty Killer
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Linkin Park- Hands Held High Turn my mic up louder, I got to say something Lightweights steppin' aside when we come in Feel it in your chest, the syllables get pumping People on the street then panic and start running Words on loose leaf sheet, complete coming I jump in my mind, I summon the rhyme I'm dumping Healing the blind, I promise to let the sun in Sick of the dark ways we march to the drumming Jump when they tell us that they wanna see jumping Fuck that, I wanna see some fists pumping List something, take back what's yours Say something that you know they might attack you for 'Cause I'm sick of being treated like I had before Like it's stupid standing for what I'm standing for Like this war's really just a different brand of war Like it doesn't cater to rich and abandon poor Like they understand you, in the back of their jet When you can't put gas in your tank, these fuckers Are laughing their way to the bank, and cashing their check Asking you to have the passion and have some respect For a leader so nervous in an obvious way Stuttering and mumbling for nightly news to replay And the rest of the world watching at the end of the day In the living room, laughing like, "What did he say?" Amen Amen Amen Amen Amen In my living room watching it, I am not laughing 'Cause when it gets tense, I know what might happen The world is cold, the bold men take action Have to react to get blown into fractions At 10 years old, it's something to see Another kid my age drugged under a Jeep Taken and bound and found later under a tree I wonder if he had thought 'the next one could be me' Do you see the soldiers that are out today? They brush the dust from bulletproof vests away It's ironic, at times like this you'd pray But a bomb blew the mosque up yesterday There's bombs on the buses, bikes, roads Inside your market, your shops, and your clothes My dad, he's got a lot of fear, I know But enough pride inside not to let that show My brother had a book he would hold with pride A little red cover with a broken spine on the back He hand-wrote a quote inside, "When the rich wage war, it's the poor who die" Meanwhile, the leader just talks away Stuttering and mumbling for nightly news to replay The rest of the world watching at the end of the day Both scared and angry, like "What did he say?" Amen Amen Amen Amen Amen With hands held high into a sky so blue As the ocean opens up to swallow you |
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| Rylvan | Oct 19 2008, 03:55 AM Post #410 |
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Premier Poster
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The Offspring - You're Gonna Go Far, Kid Show me how to lie You’re getting better all the time And turning all against the one Is an art that’s hard to teach Another clever word Sets off an unsuspecting herd And as you get back into line A mob jumps to their feet Now dance, f*cker, dance Man, he never had a chance And no one even knew It was really only you And now you steal away Take him out today Nice work you did You’re gonna go far, kid With a thousand lies And a good disguise Hit ‘em right between the eyes Hit ‘em right between the eyes When you walk away Nothing more to say See the lightning in your eyes See ‘em running for their lives Slowly out of line And drifting closer in your sights So play it out I’m wide awake It’s a scene about me There’s something in your way And now someone is gonna pay And if you can’t get what you want Well it’s all because of me Now dance, f*cker, dance Man, I never had a chance And no one even knew It was really only you And now you’ll lead the way Show the light of day Nice work you did You’re gonna go far, kid Trust, deceived! With a thousand lies And a good disguise Hit ‘em right between the eyes Hit ‘em right between the eyes When you walk away Nothing more to say See the lightning in your eyes See ‘em running for their lives Now dance, f*cker, dance He never had a chance And no one even knew It was really only you So dance, f*cker, dance I never had a chance It was really only you With a thousand lies And a good disguise Hit ‘em right between the eyes Hit ‘em right between the eyes When you walk away Nothing more to say See the lightning in your eyes See ‘em running for their lives Clever alibis Lord of the flies Hit ‘em right between the eyes Hit ‘em right between the eyes When you walk away Nothing more to say See the lightning in your eyes See ‘em running for their lives |
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Chuck Norris Points: 2 28 DAYS LATER: Abraham Weiss ~ 3:10 TO YUMA: Dwight "Bud" Marlowe ~ CANADIAN DOMINATION: Lord Marshal Casder ~ COPS: Jamie Vance ~ CSI: Jesse Vance ~ D&D: Caliban Canivar ~ GUARDIAN SOCIETY: Salvo, Alpha Boy ~ ON THE FRONT: Pvt. Dominic Reardon ~ MEDIEVAL TIMES: Prince Johann ~ SPIES: Leroy Perlman ~ STAR ADVENTURE: WO Andre Lanter ~ STRANDED: Justin Vance ~ SUPERNATURAL: Rhett Van Sprang ~ TIMESPLITTERS: Spc. Jeremiah "Rookie" Vance ~ WILD LIFE: Rex | |
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| ParrrrTay | Oct 23 2008, 05:00 PM Post #411 |
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...just a girl in the world.
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The Weepies - Somebody Loved Rain turns the sand into mud Wind turns the trees into bone Stars turning high up above You turn me into somebody loved Nights when the heat had gone out We danced together alone Cold turned our breath into clouds We never said what we were dreaming of But you turned me into somebody loved Someday when we're old and worn Like two softened shoes I will wonder on how I was born The night I first ran away from you Now my feet turn the corner back home Sun turns the evening to rose Stars turning high up above You turn me into somebody loved |
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The Pubs of Parkplace Delegate, Canada Long you live and high you fly And smiles you'll give and tears you'll cry And all you touch and all you see Is all your life will ever be ~P.FLOYD Sail on my friend... Holding Shelter Twirl Hippy Chick twirl | |
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| Rylvan | Nov 1 2008, 02:56 PM Post #412 |
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Our Lady Peace - Is Anybody Home? Goodbye, the future's sold out There's no use screaming Who thought we'd ever get this far Tonight, your faith has come down To money & a TV Psychics who've never been to Mars And nazis breast feeding I know you must be upset I can't find meaning I'm sorry, we're sorry We're all scared, all scared Hey, is anybody home Has anybody wasted tears on The loneliness That everyone becomes Goodnight, the truth has come out Everyone's needy White teeth, a ticket to meet God Be all that you envy The shotgun under your bed has Started breathing You shot it, you shot it I'm bare, I'm bare Hey, is anybody home Has anybody painted fear On the bedroom walls that save us from . . . |
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Chuck Norris Points: 2 28 DAYS LATER: Abraham Weiss ~ 3:10 TO YUMA: Dwight "Bud" Marlowe ~ CANADIAN DOMINATION: Lord Marshal Casder ~ COPS: Jamie Vance ~ CSI: Jesse Vance ~ D&D: Caliban Canivar ~ GUARDIAN SOCIETY: Salvo, Alpha Boy ~ ON THE FRONT: Pvt. Dominic Reardon ~ MEDIEVAL TIMES: Prince Johann ~ SPIES: Leroy Perlman ~ STAR ADVENTURE: WO Andre Lanter ~ STRANDED: Justin Vance ~ SUPERNATURAL: Rhett Van Sprang ~ TIMESPLITTERS: Spc. Jeremiah "Rookie" Vance ~ WILD LIFE: Rex | |
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| jDELIGHT | Nov 1 2008, 08:22 PM Post #413 |
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Fun is the only noise you should hear
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It's Dedication Month! Post a song and who it's for For Pez, and his amazing Man Mane. Old School Iron Maiden... "Woe to you, Oh Earth and Sea, for the Devil sends the beast with wrath, because he knows the time is short... Let him who hath understanding reckon the number of the beast for it is a human number, its number is Six hundred and sixty six." I left alone my mind was blank I needed time to think to get the memories from my mind What did I see can I believe that what I saw that night was real and not just fantasy Just what I saw in my old dreams were they reflections of my warped mind staring back at me 'Cos in my dream it's always there the evil face that twists my mind and brings me to despair The night was black was no use holding back 'Cos I just had to see was someone watching me In the mist dark figures move and twist Was this all for real or some kind of hell 666 the number of the beast Hell and fire was spawned to be released Torches blazed and sacred chants were praised As they start to cry hands held to the sky In the night the fires burning bright The ritual has begun Satan's work is done 666 the number of the beast Sacrifice is going on tonight This can't go on I must inform the law Can this still be real or just some crazy dream But I feel drawn towards the evil chanting hordes They seem to mesmerise me ... can't avoid their eyes 666 the number of the beast 666 the one for you and me I'm coming back I will return And I'll possess your body and I'll make you burn I have the fire I have the force I have the power to make my evil take it's course |
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A 21-Skwerl Salute for the Dizzy Twirling Hippy Chick! "Your only true land based hope are aerodynamically correct goats." JT | |
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| ParrrrTay | Nov 2 2008, 08:55 AM Post #414 |
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...just a girl in the world.
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For JD, because a gal can never have enough Drive By Truckers in her life! Goddamn Lonely Love I got green and I got blues and everyday there's a little less difference between the two. So I belly-up and disappear. Well I ain't really drowning 'cause I see the beach from here. I could take a Greyhound home but when I got there it'd be gone along with everything a home is made up of. So I'll take two of what you're having and I'll take all of what you got to kill this goddamn lonely, goddamn lonely love. Sister, listen to what your daddy says. Don't be ashamed of things that hide behind your dress. Belly-up and arch your back. Well I ain't really falling asleep; I'm fading to black. You could come to me by plane, but that wouldn't be the same as that old motel room in Texarkana was. So I'll take two of what you're having and I'll take all of what you got to kill this goddamn lonely, goddamn lonely love. Stop me if you've heard this one before: A man walks into a bar and leaves before his ashes hit the floor. Stop me if I ever get that far. The sun's a desperate star that burns like every single one before. And I could find another dream, one that keeps me warm and clean but I ain't dreamin' anymore, I'm waking up. So I'll take two of what you're having and I'll take everything you got to kill this goddamn lonely, goddamn lonely love. |
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The Pubs of Parkplace Delegate, Canada Long you live and high you fly And smiles you'll give and tears you'll cry And all you touch and all you see Is all your life will ever be ~P.FLOYD Sail on my friend... Holding Shelter Twirl Hippy Chick twirl | |
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| Pez201 | Nov 2 2008, 09:03 AM Post #415 |
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![]() Smoke on the Water by Deep Purple for JD who has probably heard this song a million times, but no a million and one times. ![]() We all came out to Monterrey, On the Lake Geneva shoreline. To make records with a mobile, We didn't have much time. But Frank Zappa and the Mothers, Were at the best place around, But some stupid with a flare gun, Burned the place to the ground. Smoke on the water and fire in the sky. Smoke on the water... They burned down the gambling house, It died with an awful sound. (Uh) Funky Claude was running in and out, Pulling kids out the ground. When it all was over, We had to find another place. But Swiss time was running out, It seemed that we would lose the race. Smoke on the water and fire in the sky. Smoke on the water... We ended up at the Grand Hotel. It was empty cold and bare. But with the Rolling truck Stones thing just outside, Making our music there. With a few red lights, a few old beds, We made a place to sweat. No matter what we get out of this, I know I know we'll never forget. Smoke on the water and fire in the sky. Smoke on the water... Night train by GNR for Nio, as an ode to getting smashed. ![]() Loaded like a freight train Flyin' like an aeroplane Feelin' like a space brain One more time tonight Well I'm a west coast struttin' One bad mother Got a rattlesnake suitcase Under my arm Said I'm a mean machine Been drinkin' gasoline And honey you can make my motor hum I got one chance left In a nine live cat I got a dog eat dog sly smile I got a Molotov cocktail With a match to go I smoke my cigarette with style An I can tell you honey You can make my money tonight Wake up late Honey put on your clothes Take your credit card to the liquor store That's one for you and two for me by tonight I'll be loaded like a freight train Flyin' like an aeroplane Feelin' like a space brain One more time tonight I'm on the nightrain Bottoms up I'm on the nightrain Fill my cup I'm on the nightrain Ready to crash and burn I never learn I'm on the nightrain I love that stuff I'm on the nightrain I can never get enough I'm on the nightrain Never to return-no Loaded like a freight train Flyin' like an aeroplane Speedin' like a space brain One more time tonight I'm on the nightrain And I'm lookin' for some I'm on the nightrain So's I can leave this slum I'm on the nightrain And I'm ready to crash and burn Nightrain Bottoms up I'm on the nightrain Fill my cup I'm on the nightrain Whoa yeah I'm on the nightrain Love that stuff I'm on the nightrain An I can never get enough Ridin' the nightrain I guess I I guess, I guess, I guess I never learn On the nightrain Float me home Ooh I'm on the nightrain Ridin' the nightrain Never to return Nightrain And finally, Land's obsession with Slayer leads me to choose for her Fight 'till Death. ![]() Metal and men, clash once more to the end Warriors above, with the power to kill descend Militia of blood, troops of hate march to die Soldiers of Hell, veterans of death, arise! [Chorus:] Prepare for attack Your body will burn Endless war There's no return Prepare for attack Death will arrive Your orders are clear No way to hide Fight till death Senseless death, of all mankind overtakes Armored assassins, destroy at will your escape Children of sorrow, are trampled into the grave There is no future, no fucking world to be saved. [Chorus] Gods of steel unleash their destruction on man Reign of death what is the final command Sceptors of hate are dropped upon the Earth Clouds of terror destroy all hope of rebirth.
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"I never said i was the first person..yesh. I admit Pez was the first one to throw a goat" - Fin Leader of the Canadian Fat Whale Party from 21/5/08 - 29/8/09 and from 1/8/09 when his 48 hour brain fuzz cleared up.
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| jDELIGHT | Nov 9 2008, 02:43 PM Post #416 |
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Fun is the only noise you should hear
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for JT And the ship sets the sail They've lived the tale To carry to the shore Straining at the oars Or staring from the rail And the sea bids farewell She waves in swells And sends them on their way Time has been her pay And time will have to tell Soon your sailing will be over Come and take the pleasures of the har - bor And the anchor hits the sand The hungry hands Have tied them to the port The hour will be short For leisure on the land And the girls scent the air They seem so fair With paint on their face Soft is their embrace to lead them up the stairs Soon your sailing will be over Come and take the pleasures of the harbor In the room dark and dim Touch of skin He asks her of her name She answers with no shame And not a sense of sin Until the fingers draw the blinds Sip of wine The cigarette of doubt The candle is blown out The darkness is so kind Soon your sailing will be over Come and take the pleasures of the harbor And the shadows frame the light Same old sight Thrill has blown away Now all alone they lay Two strangers in the night Till his heart skips a beat He's on his feet To shipmates he must join She's counting up the coins He's swallowed by the street Soon your sailing will be over Come and take the pleasures of the harbor In the bar hangs a cloud The whiskey's loud There's laughter in their eyes The lonely in disguse Are clinging to the crowd And the bottle fills the glass The haze is fast He's trembling for the taste Of passion gone to waste In memories of the past Soon your sailing will be over Come and take the pleasures of the harbor In the alley, red with rain Cry of pain For love was but a smile Teasing all the while Now dancing down the drain 'Till the boys reach the dock They gently mock Lift him on their backs Lay him on his rack And leave beneath the light Soon your sailing will be over Come and take the pleasures of the harbor And the ship sets the sail They've lived the tale To carry from the shore Straining at the oars Or staring from the rail And the sea bids farewell She waves in swells And sends them on their way Time has been her pay And time will have to tell Soon your sailing will be over Come and take the pleasures of the harbor ===================================== A little something for W <bweg> Coldplay Viva La Vida I used to rule the world Seas would rise when I gave the word Now in the morning I sleep alone Sweep the streets I used to own I used to roll the dice Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes Listen as the crowd would sing: "Now the old king is dead! Long live the king!" One minute I held the key Next the walls were closed on me And I discovered that my castles stand Upon pillars of salt, and pillars of sand I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing Roman Calvary choirs are singing Be my mirror my sword and shield My missionaries in a foreign field For some reason I can't explain Once you go there was never, never an honest word That was when I ruled the world It was the wicked and wild wind Blew down the doors to let me in. Shattered windows and the sound of drums People couldn't believe what I'd become Revolutionaries Wait For my head on a silver plate Just a puppet on a lonely string Oh who would ever want to be king? I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing Roman Calvary choirs are singing Be my mirror my sword and shield My missionaries in a foreign field For some reason I can't explain I know Saint Peter won't call my name Never an honest word But that was when I ruled the world (Ooooh Oooh Oooh) Hear Jerusalem bells are ringing Roman Calvary choirs are singing Be my mirror my sword and shield My missionaries in a foreign field For some reason I can't explain I know Saint Peter will call my name Never an honest word But that was when I ruled the world |
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A 21-Skwerl Salute for the Dizzy Twirling Hippy Chick! "Your only true land based hope are aerodynamically correct goats." JT | |
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| Jack Tarr | Nov 11 2008, 11:11 AM Post #417 |
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Chief Twanger Plunker
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For JD Wonder Woman, Wonder Woman. All the world's waiting for you, and the power you possess. In your satin tights, Fighting for your rights And the old Red, White and Blue. Wonder Woman, Wonder Woman. Now the world is ready for you, and the wonders you can do. Make a hawk a dove, Stop a war with love, Make a liar tell the truth. Wonder Woman, Get us out from under, Wonder Woman. All our hopes are pinned on you. And the magic that you do. Stop a bullet cold, Make the Axis fall, Change their minds, and change the world. Wonder Woman, Wonder Woman. You're a wonder, Wonder Woman. For Shay Dear Prudence, won't you come out to play. Dear Prudence, greet the brand new day. The sun is up, the sky is blue. It's beautiful and so are you. Dear Prudence won't you come out to play? Dear Prudence open up your eyes. Dear Prudence see the sunny skies. The wind is low the birds will sing That you are part of everything. Dear Prudence won't you open up your eyes? Look around round Look around round round Look around. Dear Prudence let me see you smile. Dear Prudence like a little child. The clouds will be a daisy chain. So let me see you smile again. Dear Prudence won't you let me see you smile? For LandS Blackbird singing in the dead of night Take these broken wings and learn to fly. All your life You were only waiting for this moment to arise. Blackbird singing in the dead of night Take these sunken eyes and learn to see. All your life You were only waiting for this moment to be free. Blackbird fly, Blackbird fly Into the light of the dark black night. Blackbird fly, Blackbird fly Into the light of the dark black night. Blackbird singing in the dead of night Take these broken wings and learn to fly. All your life You were only waiting for this moment to arise You were only waiting for this moment to arise You were only waiting for this moment to arise |
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| laughterandsunshine | Nov 11 2008, 08:53 PM Post #418 |
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Keeper of calm.
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For JT: He's The Brat - Adam Green He’s the brat with the sterilized pitchfork He’s the singer of the Beachwood Sparks He’s a dreamy kind of cheesy companion piece Who wants to show me where the healing starts Beauty is evil Immaculate evil, don’t you think? But I’m lost in the flames of a grand explosion Stumbling in the neon groves Ladies flock to the overnight discos Slamming vodka tonics down their throats While your older brother’s company publicist Is sliding off his momma’s pantyhose Beauty is evil Immaculate evil, don’t you think? But I’m mopping up stains from a blood transfusion Stumbling in the neon groves Oh, the pleasures of the morning are simple But the treasures are the sweetest I’ve known Oh, I’m just so excited to look through my new eyes The needles are covered with snow So take me down to the winter land bombshell factory You can hear the mermaids groan On the double-breasted coconut seashell Half-wrecked bus to Yankee Stadium Beauty is evil I like to be evil, can’t you see? But I’m lost in the flames of a grand explosion Stumbling in the neon groves |
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Forever in my heart: JT & ESS GARPA MEMBER *Happiness is a choice that requires effort at times. *Reality can be beaten with enough imagination. *Laughter springs from the lawless part of our nature. | |
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| ParrrrTay | Nov 12 2008, 05:32 AM Post #419 |
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...just a girl in the world.
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Some J. Fogerty for Ess Seven thirty seven comin' out of the sky Won't you take me down to Memphis on a midnight ride I wanna move Playin' in a travelin' band Yeah! Well I'm flyin' 'cross the land tryin' to get a hand Playin' in a travelin' band Take me to the hotel baggage gone oh well Come on come on won't you get me to my room I wanna move Playin' in a travelin' band Yeah! Well I'm flyin' 'cross the land, tryin' to get a hand Playin' in a travelin' band Listen to the radio talkin' 'bout the last show Someone got excited, had to call the state militia Wanna move Playin' in a travelin' band Yeah! Well, I'm flyin' 'cross the land, tryin' to get a hand Playin' in a travelin' band Here we come again on a Saturday night With your fussin' and your fightin' won't you get me to the rhyme I wanna move Playin' in a travelin' band Yeah! Well, I'm flyin' 'cross the land, tryin' to get a hand Playin' in a travelin' band Won't you give myself a hand? |
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The Pubs of Parkplace Delegate, Canada Long you live and high you fly And smiles you'll give and tears you'll cry And all you touch and all you see Is all your life will ever be ~P.FLOYD Sail on my friend... Holding Shelter Twirl Hippy Chick twirl | |
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| Almonaster | Nov 14 2008, 01:05 PM Post #420 |
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Homophonophile
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Tall and tan and young and lovely The girl from ipanema goes walking And when she passes, each one she passes goes - ah When she walks, shes like a samba That swings so cool and sways so gentle That when she passes, each one she passes goes - ooh (ooh) but I watch her so sadly How can I tell her I love her Yes I would give my heart gladly But each day, when she walks to the sea She looks straight ahead, not at me Tall, (and) tan, (and) young, (and) lovely The girl from ipanema goes walking And when she passes, I smile - but she doesnt see (doesnt see) (she just doesnt see, she never sees me,...) |
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You use a mirror to see your face. You use works of art to see your soul. ~ G. B. Shaw Visit Al's FractAl Gallery I'm in ur detailz likin' ur sinz.
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