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| Tweet Topic Started: Dec 10 2005, 05:46 PM (4,029 Views) | |
| Floor | Jul 18 2007, 07:03 PM Post #211 |
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Be sure and tell her...
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Pulling the pavement from under my nails I brush past a garden, dependent on whales The sloping companion I cast down the ash Yanked on my tunic and dangled my stash Zipping through the forest with the curdling fleas To grow with them spindles, the mutant I seize I capture the dread beast who falls to his knees And cries to his cohorts, asleep in the trees Smegma, dogmatagram, fishmarket stew Police in a corner, gunnin' for you Appletoast, bedheated, furblanket rat Laugh when they shoot you, say "Please don't do that" Control for smilers can't be bought The solar garlic starts to rot Was it for this my life I sought? Maybe so and maybe not (Phish- "Stash") |
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| fourside | Jul 18 2007, 07:12 PM Post #212 |
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Queen of Hearts
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Let me put my arms around your head Gee, it's hot, let's go to bed Don't forget to turn on the light Don't laugh babe, it'll be alright Pour me out another phone I'll ring and see if your friends are home Perhaps the strange ones in the dome Can lend us a book we can read up alone And try to get it on like once before When people stared in Jagger's eyes and scored Like the video films we saw His name was always Buddy And he'd shrug and ask to stay She'd sigh like Twig the Wonder Kid And turn her face away She's uncertain if she likes him But she knows she really loves him It's a crash course for the ravers It's a Drive-in Saturday Jung the foreman prayed at work That neither hands nor limbs would burst It's hard enough to keep formation with this fall out saturation Cursing at the Astronette Who stands in steel by his cabinet He's crashing out with Sylvian The Bureau Supply for ageing men With snorting head he gazes to the shore Which once had raised a sea that raged no more Like the video films we saw His name was always Buddy And he'd shrug and ask to stay She'd sigh like Twig the Wonder Kid And turn her face away She's uncertain if she likes him But she knows she really loves him It's a crash course for the ravers It's a Drive-in Saturday (repeat chorus) It's a Drive-in Saturday (repeat) |
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| Billy | Jul 18 2007, 07:38 PM Post #213 |
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The strongest man... in the world!
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TMBG - We Want a Rock Where was I? I forgot The point that I was making I said if I was smart that I would Save up for a piece of string And a rock to wind the string around Everybody wants a rock To wind a piece of string around Everybody wants a rock To wind a piece of string around Throw the crib door wide Let the people crawl inside Someone in this town Is trying to burn the playhouse down They want to stop the ones who want A rock to wind a string around But everybody wants a rock To wind a piece of string around Throw the crib door wide Let the people crawl inside Someone in this town Is trying to burn the playhouse down They want to stop the ones who want A rock to wind a string around But everybody wants a rock To wind a piece of string around If I were a carpenter I'd Hammer on my piglet, I'd Collect the seven dollars and I'd Buy a big prosthetic forehead And wear it on my real head Everybody wants prosthetic Foreheads on their real heads Everybody wants prosthetic Foreheads on their real heads Throw the crib door wide Let the people crawl inside Someone in this town Is trying to burn the playhouse down They want to stop the ones who want Prosthetic foreheads on their heads But everybody wants prosthetic Foreheads on their real heads Throw the crib door wide Let the people crawl inside Someone in this town Is trying to burn the foreheads down They want to stop the ones who want A rock to wind a string around But everybody wants a rock To wind a piece of string around |
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| Clint | Jul 18 2007, 07:38 PM Post #214 |
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If we could just join hands..
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| Kira | Jul 23 2007, 04:34 PM Post #215 |
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Hate me, do it and do it again.
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Well I never said I wouldn't throw my jacket in the mud for you. But my father gave it to me so maybe I should carry you. Then you said, "You almost dropped me", So then I did, and I got mud on my shoes. -- "I'm Finding It Harder To Be A Gentleman", by The White Stripes |
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| Billy | Jul 23 2007, 05:46 PM Post #216 |
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The strongest man... in the world!
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I don't want the world... I just want your half. |
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| Kira | Jul 27 2007, 07:53 AM Post #217 |
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Hate me, do it and do it again.
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She looks like the real thing, She tastes like the real thing, My fake plastic love. But I cant help the feeling I could blow through the ceiling, If I just turn and run. And it wears me out, it wears me out, It wears me out, it wears me out. And if I could be who you wanted, If I could be who you wanted, All the time, all the time... -- "Fake Plastic Trees", by Radiohead Perfect. |
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| Billy | Jul 28 2007, 04:28 PM Post #218 |
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The strongest man... in the world!
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I love you I love you I love you What's your name? |
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| Woof Oink Baaa | Jul 28 2007, 04:37 PM Post #219 |
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Now 100% more avant-garde than Ivan!
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rofl. Most of the lyrics on Dirty are cringe-worthy. I still love that album, though. |
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| Kira | Aug 2 2007, 06:50 AM Post #220 |
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Hate me, do it and do it again.
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The sun came up with no conclusions Flowers sleepin' in their beds The city cemetery's hummin' I'm wide awake, its morning. I have my drugs, I have my woman - They keep away my loneliness. My parents, they have their religion, But sleep in separate houses I read the body count out of the paper, And now its written all over my face. No one ever plans to sleep out in the gutter, Sometimes thats just the most comfortable place. So I'm drinking, breathing, writing, singing Every day I'm on the clock. My mind races with all my longings, But can't keep up with what I got. And so I hope I don't sound too ungrateful, What history gave modern man, A telephone to talk to strangers, Machine guns and a camera lense. So when you're asked to fight a war thats over nothing, Its best to join the side thats gonna win.,. No ones sure how all of this got started But we're gonna make 'em God damn certain how its gonna end Oh yeah we will, oh yeah we will! Well I could have been a famous singer If I had some one else's voice But failures always sounded better Let's fuck it up boys, make some noise! The sun came up with no conclusions, Flowers sleepin' in their beds The city cemetary's hummin' I'm wide awake, its morning! -- "Road to Joy", by Bright Eyes |
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| JeorgeMcStarkey | Aug 2 2007, 11:21 AM Post #221 |
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We're no strangers to love You know the rules and so do I A full commitment's what I'm thinking of You wouldn't get this from any other guy I just wanna tell you how I'm feeling Gotta make you understand Never gonna give you up, never gonna let you down Never gonna run around and desert you Never gonna make you cry, never gonna say goodbye Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you We've known each other for so long Your heart's been aching but you're too shy to say it Inside we both know what's been going on We know the game and we're gonna play it And if you ask me how I'm feeling Don't tell me you're too blind to see (Ooh give you up) (Ooh give you up) (Ooh) never gonna give, never gonna give (give you up) (Ooh) never gonna give, never gonna give (give you up) We've known each other for so long Your heart's been aching but you're too shy to say it Inside we both know what's been going on We know the game and we're gonna play it I just wanna tell you how I'm feeling Gotta make you understand Never gonna give you up, never gonna let you down Never gonna run around and desert you Never gonna make you cry, never gonna say goodbye Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you |
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| working_class_hero | Aug 3 2007, 09:21 AM Post #222 |
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Captain ASR
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This song's kinda-old school Ha-Ha! Well now we call this the act of mating But there are several other very important differences Between human beings and animals that you should know about I'd appreciate your input Sweat baby sweat baby sex is a Texas drought Me and you do the kind of stuff that only Prince would sing about So put your hands down my pants and I'll bet you'll feel nuts Yes I'm Siskel yes I'm Ebert and you're getting two thumbs up You've had enough of two-hand touch you want it rough you're out of bounds I want you smothered want you covered like my Waffle House hashbrowns Come quicker than FedEx never reach an apex like Coca-Cola stock you are inclined To make me rise an hour early just like Daylight Savings Time Do it now You and me baby ain't nothin' but mammals So let's do it like they do on the Discovery Channel Do it again now You and me baby ain't nothin' but mammals So let's do it like they do on the Discovery Channel Gettin' horny now Love the kind you clean up with a mop and bucket Like the lost catacombs of Egypt only God knows where we stuck it Hieroglyphics? Let me be Pacific I wanna be down in your South Seas But I got this notion that the motion of your ocean means "Small Craft Advisory" So if I capsize on your thighs high tide B-5 you sunk my battleship Please turn me on I'm Mister Coffee with an automatic drip So show me yours I'll show you mine "Tool Time" you'll Lovett just like Lyle And then we'll do it doggy style so we can both watch "X-Files" Do it now You and me baby ain't nothin' but mammals So let's do it like they do on the Discovery Channel Do it again now You and me baby ain't nothin' but mammals So let's do it like they do on the Discovery Channel Gettin' horny now You and me baby ain't nothin' but mammals So let's do it like they do on the Discovery Channel Do it again now You and me baby ain't nothin' but mammals So let's do it like they do on the Discovery Channel Do it now You and me baby ain't nothin' but mammals So let's do it like they do on the Discovery Channel Do it again now You and me baby ain't nothin' but mammals So let's do it like they do on the Discovery Channel Gettin' horny now lol |
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someday monkey won't play piano song, play piano song --- Last.fm | |
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| Conducting Sexual Congress | Aug 3 2007, 09:23 AM Post #223 |
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Fuck the poeleece!
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I need to do a punk cover of that song. |
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| Kira | Aug 3 2007, 09:23 AM Post #224 |
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Hate me, do it and do it again.
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That song rocks. It came up on my last.fm radio once. |
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| Floor | Aug 3 2007, 01:12 PM Post #225 |
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Be sure and tell her...
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yesplz. You can wear a monkey suit with a mohawk like in the video only punx0rz. |
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