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"No Surprise" - Theory of a Deadman
Friday is when you left me So I'll drink myself to sleep And Sunday is when I'll wake up Not to remember a thing My friends all say the same thing I don't know my new girl too well (I know) That all this lying gets to me And no one seems to give a shit (The way) She talks to every guy in the bar (I guess) It should've raised some kind of alarm Who'd ever think I'd go and end up? Like all the other guys that you're gunning for! Well it ain't no surprise That you turn me on and leave It ain't no surprise That you turn it around on me I don't know why You won't give me what I need It ain't no surprise That that bitch is leavin' me My friends are mean to me They say I don't break up too well (They know) All this crying gets to me And no one seems to give a shit Well I know you want to So go on and say it Just go on and say it Just go on and say it Well it ain't no surprise That you turn me on and leave It ain't no surprise That you turn it around on me I don't know why You won't give me what I need It ain't no surprise That that bitch is leavin' me (Leavin' me) Friday is when you left me So I drank myself to sleep And Sunday I never woke up Well it ain't no surprise That you turn me on and leave It ain't no surprise That you turn it around on me I don't know why You won't give me what I need It ain't no surprise That that bitch is leavin' me That that bitch is leavin' me
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"Hollywood Whore" - Papa Roach
Hollywood whore, Passed out on the floor, I'm sorry but the party's over. Cocaine nose, And trendy clothes, Gotta send her to rehab. She found out she's got no soul, But it really doesn't bother her. White trash queen, American dream- Oh, what a role model. Throwing a fit, Making a scene, Like no tomorrow. Hollywood whore, Passed out on the floor, Can't take it no more, I'm sorry but the party's over. The talk of the town, Is she's going down. I'm sorry but the party's over NOW. Awake by noon, drunk by 4. Sucked up in the show biz. You're so lame, You're such a bore, I wanna kick your teeth in. Plastic smile, To match your style- We can tell you got a face lift. You're so vain, oh so vile, You're a number one hit. Hollywood whore, Passed out on the floor, Can't take it no more, I'm sorry but the party's over. The talk of the town, Is she's going down, I'm sorry but the party's over. The cameras are gone, And nobody screams. She couldn't survive her 15 minutes of fame. Her friends are all gone, She's going insane. She'll never survive without the money and fame. It's all going down the drain. Hollywood whore, Passed out on the floor, I'm sorry but the party's over. The talk of the town, Is she's going down. I'm sorry but the party's over Hollywood whore, Passed out on the floor, I'm sorry but the party's over. The talk of the town, Is she's going down, I'm sorry but the party's over. Wake up!!!!! The party's over [4x] NOW Hahaha Don't let the door hit ya where the good lord split ya, hunny. Hahaha...
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Join Date: Dec 2002
Location: Michigan
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Soo ... Single now?
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I've been single for a while now. I have the player on random, so these just happened to popped up.
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Redneck - Lamb of God
So goddamn easy to write this, You make it spill on the page. So drunk on yourself, self-righteous, The laughing stock of your own fucking sage. But I ain't one to call names, Or throw stones in a house of glass. You try me. This is a motherfucking invitation The only one you could ever need. This is a motherfucking invitation. You try me. Just one time you got a reason, Heard you had nothing to lose. A pied preacher for the pin-eyed congregation, It must be easy to lose. But I ain't one of those names, Or throw stones in a house of glass. You try me. This is a motherfucking invitation The only one you could ever need. This is a motherfucking invitation. You try me. You can tell the same lie a thousand times, But it never gets anymore true, So close your eyes once more and once more believe That they all still believe in you. Just one time. This is a motherfucking invitation The only one you could ever need This is a motherfucking invitation Just one time This is a motherfucking invitation You try me Just one time You try me Just one time You try me You try me
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Join Date: Aug 2001
Location: Buffalo, NY
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But he's not bitter
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Coordinator
Join Date: Oct 2000
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Hot Tubbin' by Ashkon
At the Warriors-game Friends and family Free sausages Snuck-in "Jimmy Beam" Warriors won the game One-twentyseven - one-nineteen Called my homie up Said "yo, what's happenin'?" He said "there's a party going down on the west side," "What you gonna do, you should come on through" I said "yeah that sounds all right" "Oh yeah," he said "Just one more thing;" he said "You better bring a couple girls cause it's a sausage fest" "God damn it, all right I'll see what I can do" "What ever it takes to do what you know that I wanna do" Hot tubbin' on the late night Yaddadamean, yaddadamean, yaddadamean, oh, oh-oh Hot tubbin' on the late night Yaddadamean, yaddadamean, yaddadamean, oh At the sausage fest, wasn't havin' fun Not enough buns Not enough huns Wasn't gonna get none So I had to go to the liquor sto' And get a 4-o Before the sto' close Oh, oh-oh Nice butt but her teeth was busted Wasn't for me, yaddadamean No, oh-oh What am I gonna go Where am I gonna do What I wanna do is find a place to get into a hot tub Hot tubbin' on the late night Yaddadamean, yaddadamean, yaddadamean, oh-oh Hot tubbin' on the late night Yaddadamean, yaddadamean, yaddadamean, oh Got myself on out Started making calls Unlimited nights and weekends got my calling all my broads "Hey girl what you doin' right now? I've got an idea that you can't turn down" "what's the big idea," she said "what are you talkin' 'bout" I told her "grab a couple towels, you're 'bout to find out" "What about Stacy? We was gonna watch a movie" "You can bring along stacy, we can all jump in a hot Jacuzzi-uzzi" Uzzi-uzzi, now all three of us cruisin' Lookin' for a place to do this But where we gonna find the yakuze? Pulled in to the Motel 6 It's after pool hours so we hoppin' the fence First I take my shoes off then I'm droppin my pants Turn the bubbles and get in, time to romance Hot tubbin' on the late night Yaddadamean, yaddadamean, yaddadamean, oh, oh-oh Hot tubbin' on the late night Yaddadamean, yaddadamean, yaddadamean, oh Hot tubbin' on the late night (bubble-ee-bubble-ee-bubble) Yaddadamean, yaddadamean, yaddadamean, oh, oh-oh Hot tubbin' on the late night (bubble-ee-bubble-ee-bubble, I'm finally in a hot tub) Yaddadamean, yaddadamean, yaddadamean, oh Hot tubbin' on the late night Yaddadamean, yaddadamean, yaddadamean, oh |
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Join Date: Oct 2002
Location: Massachusetts
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Eve 6 - Amphetamines
Amphetamines and jelly beans She was pretty in her teens Waiting for the month of come what may I smelled you on my shirt today of course the hardest part is letting go but you got to or you know you'll end up waiting by the phone me once in a while let me know you're alright tell you again that i'm fine then we'll go about our separate lives Last edited by DaddyTorgo : 04-02-2009 at 12:15 AM. |
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Join Date: Oct 2002
Location: Massachusetts
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Hinder - Without You
Without you, I live it up a little more everyday Without you, Im seein myself so differently I didnt wanna believe it then But it all worked out in the end When I watched you walk away Well I never thought id say Im fine Without you Last edited by DaddyTorgo : 04-02-2009 at 12:15 AM. |
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Join Date: Oct 2000
Location: Wisconsin
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Foxtrot Uniform Charlie Kilo - Bloodhound Gang
Vulcanize the whoopee stick In the ham wallet Cattle prod the oyster ditch With the lap rocket Batter dip the cranny ax In the gut locker Retrofit the pudding hatch Ooh la la With the boink swatter If i get you in the loop when I make a point to be straight with you then In lieu of the innuendo in the end know my intent though I brazillian wax poetic so hypothetically I don't wanna beat around the bush Foxtrot Uniform Charlie Kilo Foxtrot Uniform Charlie Kilo Marinate the nether rod In the squish mitten Power drill the yippee bog With the dude piston Pressure wash the quiver bone In the bitch wrinkle Cannonball the fiddle cove Ooh la la With the pork steeple If i get you in the loop when I make a point to be straight with you then In lieu of the innuendo in the end know my intent though I brazillian wax poetic so hypothetically I don't wanna beat around the bush Foxtrot Uniform Charlie Kilo Foxtrot Uniform Charlie Kilo Put the you know what in the you know where Put the you know what in the you know where Put the you know what in the you know where Put the you know what in the you know where pronto
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You, you will regret what you have done this day. I will make you regret ever being born. Your going to wish you never left your mothers womb, where it was warm and safe... and wet. i am going to show you pain you never knew existed, you are going to see a whole new spectrum of pain, like a Rainboooow. But! This rainbow is not just like any other rainbow, its... |
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Join Date: Oct 2002
Location: Massachusetts
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Plain White T's - Hate (I Really Don't Like You)
You were everything I wanted. You were everything a girl could be. Then you left me brokenhearted, Now you don't mean a thing to me. All I wanted was your Love, love, love, love, love, love. Hate is a strong word, but i really, really, really don't like you. Now that it's over I don't even know what I liked about you. Brought you around, and you just brought me down. Hate is a strong word, but I really, really, really don't like you. I really don't like you... Thought that everything was perfect, Isn't that how it's supposed to be? Thought you thought that I was worth it, Now I think a little differently. All i wanted was your Love, love, love, love, love, love. Hate is a strong word, but i really, really, really don't like you. (I really don't like you) Now that it's over I don't even know what I liked about you. (liked about you) Brought you around, and you just brought me down. Hate is a strong word, but I really, really, really dont like you Now that it's over, you can't hurt me. Now that it's over, you can't bring me down. |
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Join Date: Oct 2002
Location: Massachusetts
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Blink 182 - What Went Wrong
I'm sick of always hearing All the sad songs on the radio All day it is there to remind an over sensitive guy That he's lost and alone, yeah I hate our favorite restaurant, favorite movie, our favorite show We would stay up all through the night We would laugh and get high And never answer the phone I can't forgive Can't forget Can't give in what went wrong Cause you said this was right You fucked up my life I'm sick of always hearing Sappy love songs on the radio This place is fucking cursed and it's plagued And I can never escape when my heart it explodes |
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This guy has posted so much, his fingers are about to fall off.
Join Date: Nov 2000
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Wow, after a couple of yerars, one of these threads makes its appearance again!
I've been listening to a shitload of Jon Crosby, one of my favorite artists at the moment. He's the guy behind VAST. He released about a half-dozen internet albums/EPs over the past year that are really stripped down, almost folky acoustic rock, but with goth tendencies. Love this dude's stuff. Anyway, here are a couple of my favorites from the Generica sessions: If She Wasn't Married The eyes are like a window but the heart can sometimes lie She tells me since her marriage it's like he buried her alive She tells me he is waiting in their SUV outside And if she wasn't married she would sleep with me tonight I wonder how it feels i wonder if he ever knew what he could have been and what he got himself into Working eight to six each day for credit youll burn through girl, if we were married I would never sleep with you She says she likes the new one but prefers my debut and if she wasn't married she would show me her tattoo We live like we will never die it's all that we can do running from the lie until it catches up with you she says that she'll be waiting till the next time I come through girl, if we were married I'd never take my eyes off you I'd never take my eyes off you She Found Out Wait Wait with me I am useless when I'm alone Stay Stay with me At least until she gets home There's nothing I can do to make it right She found out about the darkness last night There's nothing I can say to make her stay She found out about the darkness today Wait Wait with me I am useless when I think Stay Stay with me I am useless when I drink There's nothing I can do to make it right She found out about the madness last night There's nothing I can say to make her stay She found out about the darkness today Fall on me like a dying angel Whisper truths better unsaid I can hear what her friends are saying You're better off alone There's nothing I can do to make it right She found out about the madness last night There's nothing I can say to make her stay She found out about the darkness today
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Tracy Chapman - Fast Car
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Beautiful - 10 Years
Beauty over wisdom to fit in with the styles Your Cinderella stories, for a price Vanity's a business built to please the unique Silicon and stars collide; the rest will fall in line [Chorus:] Just as beautiful as you are Its so pitiful what you are You should have seen this coming all along Visually you're stimulating to my eyes Your Cinderella syndrome, full of lies Your insecurities are concealed by your pride Pretty soon your ego will kill what’s left inside [Chorus] (Beautiful) It’s so pitiful what you are (Pitiful) As beautiful as you are (Should have seen) You should have seen this coming all along You're everything that's so typical Maybe You're alone, for a reason You're the reason So pitiful what you are Should have seen this coming all along (Beautiful) Just as beautiful as you are (Pitiful) So pitiful what you are (Should have seen) Should have seen this coming all along (Beautiful) Its so pitiful what you are (Pitiful) As beautiful as you are (Should have seen) Should have seen this coming all along
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Too Drunk... - Buckcherry
I hit the bottle in the morning in the summer time I quit my job cause it gets in the way I find a party by the ocean buy the cheapest wine Call up my friends to waste the day I gotta dime bag, corduroys, colored sleeves, And a bimble and some LSD Now I’m just looking for a girl to meet To help me forget my name I could spend my lifetime getting high Never wanna live in a suit and tie Most of us are just livin a lie That’s why we get fucked up every night Oh I’ll get drunk all night Oh I’ll get drunk all day Oh I’ll get drunk all night I’m sorry but I have to say I’m too drunk to fuck Now the party was jumpin And the girls were fine, with the lipstick summer glaze I got so many women comin after me I put some pussy on layaway I was smoked out, tore up, drunk as fuck And I wouldn’t wanna change a thing Young and dumb and full of cum With a sugar loaded candy cane I could spend my lifetime getting high Never wanna live in a suit and tie Most of us are just livin a lie That’s why we get fucked up every night Oh I’ll get drunk all night Oh I’ll get drunk all day Oh I’ll get drunk all night Oh I’ll get drunk all day Oh I’ll get drunk all night Oh I’ll get drunk all day Oh I’ll get drunk all night I’m sorry but I have to say I’m too drunk to fuck ya! I’m too drunk to fuck ya! I can’t eat, can’t sleep, and I’m bored as fuck And the girl I want just walked away She just found out I’m too drunk to fuck It looks like I’m not getting laid I could spend my lifetime getting high Never wanna live in a suit and tie Most of us are just livin a lie That’s why we get fucked up every night Oh I’ll get drunk all night Oh I’ll get drunk all day Oh I’ll get drunk all night Oh I’ll get drunk all day Oh I’ll get drunk all night Oh I’ll get drunk all day Oh I’ll get drunk all night I’m sorry but I have to say I’m too drunk to fuck ya! I’m too drunk to fuck ya! I’m too drunk to fuck ya Somebody help me Lord have mercy, Somebody help me I’m can’t fucking breathe I’m too drunk to fuck!
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"Murder in the City" - The Avett Brothers
If I get murdered in the city Don’t go revengin in my name One person dead from such is plenty No need to go get locked away When I leave your arms The things that I think of No need to get over alarmed I’m comin home I wonder which brother is better Which one our parents love the most I sure did get in lots of trouble They said to let the other go A tear fell from my father’s eyes I wondered what my dad would say He said I love you And I’m proud of you both, in so many different ways If I get murdered in the city Go read the letter in my desk Don’t worry with all my belongings But pay attention to the list Make sure my sister knows I loved her Make sure my mother knows the same Always remember, there is nothing worth sharing Like the love that let us share our name Always remember, there is nothing worth sharing Like the love that let us share our name
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Drive - Incubus
Sometimes, I feel the fear of uncertainty stinging clear And I can't help but ask myself how much I let the fear Take the wheel and steer It's driven me before And it seems to have a vague, haunting mass appeal But lately I'm beginning to find that I Should be the one behind the wheel Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there With open arms and open eyes yeah Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there I'll be there So if I decide to waiver my chance to be one of the hive Will I choose water over wine and hold my own and drive? It's driven me before And it seems to be the way that everyone else gets around But lately I'm beginning to find that When I drive myself my light is found Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there With open arms and open eyes yeah Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there I'll be there Would you choose water over wine Hold the wheel and drive Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there With open arms and open eyes yeah Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there I'll be there
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Hemorrhage (In My Hands) - Fuel
Memories are just where you laid them Dragging the waters til the depths give up their dead What did you expect to find? Was it something you left behind? Don't you remember anything I said when I said, [Chorus:] Don't fall away and leave me to myself Don't fall away and leave love bleeding in my hands, in my hands again And leave love bleeding in my hands, in my hands Love lies bleeding Oh hold me now I feel contagious Am I the only place that you've left to go? She cries her life is like Some movie in black and white Dead actors faking lines, over and over and over again she cries [Chorus] And I watched as you turned away You don't remember, but I do You never even tried Don't fall away and leave me to myself Don't fall away and leave love bleeding in my hands, in my hands again Leave love bleeding in my hands, in my hands again Leave love bleeding in my hands, in my hands again, oh
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Hinder - Heartless
I'm feelin sick inside cause I can't believe it's happening I thought that he'd be gone by now We were on a break and you said you needed space to breathe I didn't know your ex was in town I finally figured it out Chorus: You're heartless The devil in disguise So heartless You make me feel just like I'm helpless, foolish, selfish, so alone So heartless When I asked you what happened You sat there and lied to me An swore you were just hangin out So why'd you look so scared baby every time the phone would ring? And how do you explain the stains I found? I finally figured it out Chorus #2: You're heartless The devil in disguise So heartless You make me feel just like I'm selfish, foolish, helpless, all alone You're heartless There's nothing left inside but darkness I finally realized You're selfish, foolish, helpless, so damn cold So so heartless Yeah yeah yeah yeah You're heartless The devil in disguise So heartless You make me feel just like I'm selfish, foolish, helpless, all alone You're heartless The devil in disguise So heartless You make me feel just like I'm selfish, foolish, helpless, all alone You're heartless There's nothing left inside but darkness I finally realized You're selfish, foolish, helpless, so damn cold So so heartless
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"Rock Is Dead" - Marilyn Manson
All simple monkeys with alien babies Amphetamines for boys Crucifixes for ladies Sampled and soulless Worldwide and real webbed You sell all the living For more safer dead Anything to belong [Chorus:] Rock is deader than dead Shock is all in your head Your sex and your dope is all that were fed So fuck all your protests and put them to bed God is in the T.V. 1,000 mothers are praying for it We're so full of hope And so full of shit Build a new god to medicate and to ape Sell us ersatz dressed up and real fake Anything to belong Rock is deader than dead [Chorus repeat] God is in the T.V.
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"Black Magick" - Godsmack
Does it feel so bad when youre taking a drag And when youre looking at the world with dying eyes? When you stare at it dead and youre giving it head ...and all those things you say you love never come alive. If it feels so bad... Bad magick playing off of me. Oh no, I dont wanna be your friend. Bad magick laying into me. Oh no... I dont wanna hear it again. When you get so high that youre wanting to die ...but everything around you is turning green. When youre getting so low ...and I know youve been feeling like a dried out leaf in a summer breeze. I dont like it! Getting back Back on track Get off of my back
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"Shoots and Ladders" - Korn
Ring around the rosies Pocket full of posies Ashes, ashes, we all fall down Nursery rhymes are said, verses in my head Into my childhood they're spoonfed Hidden violence revealed, darkness that seems real Look at the pages that cause all this evil One, two, buckle my shoe Three, four, shut the door Five, six, pick up sticks Seven, eight, lay them straight London bridges falling down, falling down, falling down London bridges falling down, my fair lady Nick nack patty wack, give a dog a bone This old man came rolling home . . . this old man came, Mary had a little lamb who's fleece was white as snow! Mary had a little lamb who's fleece was white as snow! Baa baa black sheep have you any wool Mary had a little lamb who's fleece was white as snow! Yes sir, yes sir, three bags full Mary had a little lamb who's fleece was white as snow! Baa baa black sheep have you any wool Mary had a little lamb! Yes sir, yes sir, three bags full
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"Impossible" - Ingram Hill
I wanna make a billion dollars Take Bill Gates out to lunch Fly out to Las Vegas Bet it all on just a hunch Leave my footprint on the moon Tavern on the green just for two Take a yacht to the South Seas Drunk Dial P. Diddy if I please All of these things I wanna do I’d give them all up to be with you But I might as well swim the artic sea Then get you to notice me Why do I try to be part of her world? Why do I think I can get this girl? Everybody has to have some kind of thing An impossible dream An impossible Just give me a little time You won’t have to compromise You may not get diamond rings But I’ll give you riches in different things The Eiffel tower beneath the stars The pyramids they would be ours The Seven Wonders of the World Would fail to compare if you were my girl All of these things they would come true If somehow I could end up with you But every time I start to get the nerve I am at a loss for words Why do I try to be part of her world? Why do I think I can get this girl? Everybody’s got to have some kind of thing An impossible dream An impossible If I had just one day with you There’s nothing that I wouldn’t do I’d say I love you backwards If you asked me to Then you would see that all along That I was meant to be the one Why do I try to be part of her world? Why do I think I can get this girl? Everybody’s got to have some kind of thing An impossible dream An impossible Why (wanna make a billion dollars, take Bill Gates out to lunch) Why (leave my footprint on the moon, bet it all on just a hunch) Everybody’s got to have some kind of thing An impossible dream An impossible dream
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Seriously this is the first thing I thought of. I can never sing any of the original songs to any of his parodies, thanks Ant.
"Hey there Marauders" by Antmeister Hey there Marauders What’s it like with all that pity? You just love this beta game That we just know is really shitty Get a clue. No one can lie as much as you We swear it’s true. Hey there Marauders What's wrong with the down and distance This game just can’t add correctly Despite continued insistence This game blows My quarterback can’t seem to throw? The framerate’s low. Oh, it’s Maximum F.B. Oh, it’s Maximum F.B. Oh, it’s Maximum F.B. Oh, it’s Maximum F.B. Too expensive when its free Hey there Marauders Defense for this game is hard When it’s snowing in a dome On a field that’s 400 yards Just like they should Linemen stand in place like they're wood This game’s no good Hey there Marauders You’ve got so much left to say But every stat that looks like gibberish You can’t explain away No not at all The runner's alone but watch him fall And where’s the ball? Oh, it’s Maximum F.B. Oh, it’s Maximum F.B. Oh, it’s Maximum F.B. Oh, it’s Maximum F.B. Nineteen months, over a year Stolen logos and a tent for beer You’ve got a secret beta build to play Other gamers make fun of you But you just laugh, because it’s true You can hide behind your precious NDA Marauders you can promise us It works for you, we’ll have to trust But proof you never ever seem to share And you don’t care Hey there Maruaders Daivd Winter’s your real good friend Two more years, another beta patch He’ll charge for it again You think we’re fools You know we all can see through you Just like the game, you change the rules Hey there Marauders here’s to you This song's for you Oh, it’s Maximum F.B. Oh, here's free advertising Oh, you've got to be joking Oh, it’s Maximum F.B. Represent FOFC Written by: Toddzilla Sung by: Antmeister Inspired by: Marauders |
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Pro Starter
Join Date: Jan 2001
Location: Burke, VA
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![]() I think of Ben every time this comes up on the iPod... Optimus Rhyme - Obey The Moderator YouTube link Hey Listen up newbie, we gotta get a few things straight Who these people are, that can wait This is my board, my world, my space I wrote every rule, you gotta read 'em, OK? Cool, I guess that's it man, we straight And if you need something I'll be up kinda late Like two, see that's when it gets bad People start flaming and everybody's mad That's when I gotta bust out the ban Trust me man, some of these people just can't stand one another So I gotta cover up a scandal Nah, dude, I can't let you know my AIM handle Drop it, I grab your IP and block it If you can't stay on topic, you got it? If I wanna lock it there's no way you can stop me Confident, cocky, the cubicle jockey Confident, cocky, the cubicle jockey Confident, cocky, the cubicle jockey (Hook) Obey the moderator, create a state of calm Scan sentences and announce who's wrong You are the troller, one week ban I know your other screen name man Obey the moderator, I cater to the regs Hook 'em up with handles and float all the threads You are the liar, permanent ban I'll nullify your password man [Why don't you tell 'em about your sig, kid] [Yeah yeah, tell 'em about your sig!] My sig's kinda big but it's tasteful Might blink a bit, 80 K, there's no way that I be wasteful People get hateful, but hey, it ain't new to me It can get crazy in this community Dude, you gotta unlock your caps Never argue; I'd better walk with you straight to the FAQs Even then they never relax, it's all grudges From six months back, still nobody budges The worst? Hackers, scum of the earth Attack us and laugh as we back up with work But whatever, I got an upgrade up my sleeve Trade off sleep for new security It's part of the job I don't mind it And if you break a rule better believe that I'll be the one to find it I'm tracking down every last duplicate account I'm on my way to admin, there's never been a doubt I see that you are new to the community And soon to be a troubling influence So you really should be listening |
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Coordinator
Join Date: Oct 2000
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The Twist by Frightened Rabbit
Do the twist in the twisting outfit The loose tie with, the loose limp wrists Lift your dress enough to show me those shins Let your hair stick to your forehead Did you blush then when our hips touched? I can't tell, you're already red Am i right? You give me the signs Is that pink mist or just lit dry ice You twist and whisper the wrong name I don't care nor do my ears Twist yourself around me I need company I need human heat I need human heat Lets pretend I'm attractive and then You won't mind, you can twist for a while It's the night, I can be who you like And I'll quietly leave before it gets light So twist and whisper the wrong name I don't care nor do my ears Twist yourself around me I need company i need human heat I need human heat I need human heat (extrasupervery...) I need human heat I need human heat I need-- Twist and whisper the right name I'm David, please The twist is that you're just like me You need company, you need human heat You need human heat |
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Pro Starter
Join Date: Dec 2003
Location: In the thick of it.
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Reflection - TOOL
I have come curiously close to the end, down Beneath my self indulgent pitiful hole. Defeated I Concede and move closer. I may find comfort here I may find peace within the emptiness. How pitiful. It's calling me And in my darkest moment, fetal and weeping. The moon tells me a secret. My confidant. 'As full and bright as I am, this light is not my own A million light reflections pass over me' It's source is bright and endless. She resuscitates the hopeless Without her we are lifeless satellites drifting. And as I pull my head out I am without one doubt Don't want to be down here Soothing my narcissism I Must crucify the ego Before it's far too late I pray the light lifts me out Before I pine away. So crucify the ego Before it's far too late To leave behind this place so Negative and blind and cynical And you will come to find That we are all one mind Capable of all that's Imagined and all conceivable Just let the light touch you And let the words spill through Just let them pass right through, Bringing out our hope and reason. Before we pine away. --------------------------------- 10,000 Days (Wings pt 2) - TOOL Listen to the tales and romanticize, How we'd follow the path of the hero. Boast about the day when the rivers overrun. How we rise to the height of our halo. Listen to the tales as we all rationalize Our way into the arms of the savior, Feigning all the trials and the tribulations; None of us have actually been there. Not like you. Ignorant siblings in the congregation Gather around spewing sympathy, Spare me. None of them can even hold a candle up to you. Blinded by choice, these hypocrites won't see. But, enough about the collective Judas. Who could deny you were the one who Illuminated your little piece of the divine? And this little light of mine, a gift you passed on to me; I'm gonna let it shine to guide you safely on your way, Your way home ... Oh, what are they going to do when the lights go down Without you to guide them all to Zion? What are they going to do when the rivers overrun Other than tremble incessantly? High is the way, but all eyes are upon the ground. You were the light and the way they'll only read about. I only pray, Heaven knows when to lift you out. Ten thousand days in the fire is long enough; You're going home. You're the only one who can hold your head up high, Shake your fists at the gates saying: "I've come home now! Fetch me the spirit, the son, and the father. Tell them their pillar of faith has ascended. It's time now! My time now! Give me my, give me my wings!" You are the light and way that they will only read about. Set as I am in my ways and my arrogance, (With the) burden of proof tossed upon the believers. You were my witness, my eyes, my evidence, Judith Marie, unconditional one. Daylight dims leaving cold fluorescents. Difficult to see you in this light. Please forgive this bold suggestion, but Should you see your Maker's face tonight, Look Him in the eye, look Him in the eye, and tell Him: "I never lived a lie, never took a life, but surely saved one. Hallelujah, it's time for you to bring me home." --------------------------------- Third Eye - TOOL Dreaming of that face again. It's bright and blue and shimmering. Grinning wide And comforting me with it's three warm and wild eyes. On my back and tumbling Down that hole and back again Rising up And wiping the webs and the dew from my withered eye. In... Out... In... Out... In... Out... A child's rhyme stuck in my head. It said that life is but a dream. I've spent so many years in question to find I've known this all along. "So good to see you. I've missed you so much. So glad it's over. I've missed you so much Came out to watch you play. Why are you running away? Came out to watch you play. Why are you running away?" Shroud-ing all the ground around me Is this holy crow above me. Black as holes within a memory And blue as our new second sun. I stick my hand into his shadow To pull the pieces from the sand. Which I attempt to reassemble To see just who I might have been. I do not recognize the vessel, But the eyes seem so familiar. Like phosphorescent desert buttons Singing one familiar song... "So good to see you. I've missed you so much. So glad it's over. I've missed you so much. Came out to watch you play. Why are you running away? Came out to watch you play. Why are you running away?" Prying open my third eye. Prying open my third eye. Prying open my third eye. Prying open my third eye. So good to see you once again. I thought that you were hiding. And you thought that I had run away. Chasing the tail of dogma. I opened my eye and there we were. So good to see you once again I thought that you were hiding from me. And you thought that I had run away. Chasing a trail of smoke and reason. Prying open my third eye.
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College Starter
Join Date: Oct 2000
Location: san jose CA
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Well you came to me you cooled my mind
The stakes were high impossible to describe I loved you little child how you mystified Just a blinding flash we were parallel lines Love runs deeper from the underground Love runs deeper from a broken home Black angel can't be alone Love runs deeper from the underground In the shadow moon steel tears I cried You were out of tune it seemed to suit my dark side You had a prophet's pose and two states of mind I was sure we'd go we were parallel lines Love runs deeper from the underground Love runs deeper from a broken home Black angel can't be alone Love runs deeper from the underground Love runs deeper from the underground Love runs deeper from a broken home Black angel can't be alone Love runs deeper from the underground Love Runs Deeper - Lindsey Buckingham |
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High School Varsity
Join Date: Jul 2002
Location: St. Paul, MN
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Scapegoat - Atmosphere
It's the caffeine, the nicotine, the milligrams of tar It's my habitat, it needs to be cleaned, it's my car It's the fast talk they use to abuse and feed my brain It's the cat box it needs to be changed, it's the pain It's women, it's the plight for power it's government It's the way your given knowledge slow with thought control and subtle hints It's rubbing it, itching it, It's applying cream It's the foreigners sight seeing with high beams, It's in my dreams It's the monsters that I conjure, It's the marijuana It's the embarassment, displacement, It's where I wander It's my genre, It's Madonna's videos It's game shows, its cheap liquor,blunts, its bumper stickers with rainbows It's angels, demons, gods, it's the white devils It's the monitor, the soundman, it's the motherfucking mic levels It's gas fumes, fast food, Tommy Hil, mommy's pill Columbia House music club, designer drugs and rhyming thugs It's bloods, cripts, fives, six, It's stick up kids, It's christian conservative terrorists, it's porno flicks It's the east coast, no it's the west coast It's public schools, it's asbestos It's metholated, It's techno It's sleep, life, and death It's speed, coke, and meth It's hay fever, pain relievers, oral sex, and smokers breath It stretches for as far as the eye can see It's reality, fuck it , it's everything but me On and on and on and on The list goes on and on and on and on The list goes on and on and on and on The list goes on and on and on and on It's in the water, it's in the air, it's in the meat It's indirect, indiscrete, it's inconsistent, incomplete It's in the streets, every city everywhere you go In every man it's the insanity, the fantasys, the casualties It's the health care system, it's welfare victims It's assault weapons, it's television religion, and it's false lessons It's cops, police, pigs with badges guns and sticks It's harassment and a complex you carry when you're running shit It's wondering, if you get to eat, it's the heat, It's the winter , the weather It's herpes, and it's forever It's the virus that takes the lives of the weak and the strong It's the drama that keeps on between me and my seed's mom It's that need to speek long, It's the hunger for attention It's the wack , who attack songs of redemption It's prevention, It's the first solution It's loose its out for retribution, it's mental pollution, and public execution It's the nails that keep my hands and feet to these boards It's the part time job that governs what you can afford It's the fear, It's the fake It's clear it can make time stop and leave you stranded in the year of the snake It's the dollar, yen, pound, it's all denominations It's hourly wages for your professional observations It's on your face and it's in your eyes everything you be cuz it ain't me mother fucker, cuz it ain't me On and on and on and on the list goes on and on and on and on the list goes on and on and on and on |
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Grizzled Veteran
Join Date: Nov 2006
Location: Backwoods, SC
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Women
Can't live with 'em And somehow you can't ever live without Women Can't understand 'em But tryin' to is what makes the world go 'round I've made a sad one laugh And I've made a good one cry I've made on scream my name to the good lord by and by I've made 'em go insane and I've made 'em go away Just can't ever seem to make one stay Women they're all crazy Some hide it well and some just let it show Women Take it from me I've been around enough of them to know I've made a sad one laugh And I've made a good one cry I've made on scream my name to the good lord by and by I've made 'em g insane and I've made 'em go away Just can't ever seem to make one stay Women Ain't no winnin' When all they want to do is fuss and fight Women Keep our heads spinnin' But with any luck I'll take one home tonight |
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Pro Starter
Join Date: Oct 2000
Location: Muskogee, OK USA
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"Kielbasa" - Tenacious D
[spoken] [KG:] Dude, we gotta fuckin' write something new. C'mon. [strums] [JB:] I don't like that. So far ba--, off to a bad start. [strums again] [JB:] Better, closer, warmer. [strums again] [JB:] That's it. Okay. [sung] I love ya baby but all I can think about is Kielbasa sausage, your butt cheeks is warm. I check my dipstick, you need lubrication honey, My kielbasa sausage has just got to perform. Now get it on! I see you walkin', but all I can think about is Dianetics, your butt cheeks is warm. I check my dipstick, you need lubrication honey, My kielbasa sausage has just got to perform. Now I've been set loose-ah, I'm shooting my juice-ah, Right in your caboose. Now fuckin' get it on! Now get it on. Get it on! Dianetics cure ya much better than Krishna, Dianetics cure ya much better indeed, And all you people here you're tremendous, (Except the people in the middle), And you're smokin' up a big-ass bowl of weed With me, me and KG. All right! Oh yeah, All right! Oh my God! All the ladies in the house say yeah (yeah), C'mon, you muthafucka say a prayer (prayer), When ya fight, ya gotsta fight fair, You muthafucka, ho, you muthafucka, You know what time it is? Tenacious D time, you muthafucka, go! Fuck yeah! Yeah, yeah! [spoken] Dude, that was TNT.
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Bonafide Seminole Fan
Join Date: Oct 2002
Location: Florida
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Can anyone help me find this song? I only have a snippet of the lyrics but I need to know who sings it.
"You know and I know how we were and how we hope to get..all tired(cried) out"
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Hall Of Famer
Join Date: Dec 2003
Location: the yo'
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Hollywood Undead-Everywhere I go
Everywhere I Go, Bitches always know That Charlie Scene has got a weenie that he loves to show(bitch) Everywhere I Go, Bitches always know That Charlie Scene has got a weenie that he loves to show (Verse 1) Wake up Grab beer Grab rear Shave beard Put on some scene gear Gotta get drunk before my mom wakes up Break-up with my girlfriend so I can bang sluts I'm undead, unfed Been sleeping on bunk beds Since ten So if I don't booze it, I'm gonna lose it Everybody get to it, do it, get ruined (Chorus) : Let's get this party started Let's keep them 40's poppin So just get buzzed and stay fucked up We'll keep them panties droppin (x2) (Verse 2) When I start drinking My dick does all my thinking Hoes want to be scene with me And I like their big thick titties D-Cups with extra filling Take it out let me lick it quickly Calm down it's just a hickie I'll blame it on this whisky sipping gets me tipsy Drink fast and enjoy your buzz Take back streets to avoid the fuzz I wanna take you home but your friends won't let ya' I got a 40 in my Ford Fiesta Buy beer Or pay the rent My signing bonus was quickly spent So I'll beat my meat like I'm a fuckin' butcher And I'll punk the pussy like I'm Ashton Kutcher! (Chorus x2) (Verse 3) Let's get this party jumpin' Let's see some 40 chuggin' I wanna see your booty rubbing against my dick when I start buzzin' Come on girls I wanna see you drinkin' I wanna see your brain start shrinkin' Make a move I saw you winkin' Drunken pussies what I'm thinkin' I don't give a fuck if you're drunk or not Turn it up loud feel the ambiance Grab 2 ho's and do some body shots I wanna party all night until they call the cops Fuck a wristband lets all do a keg stand I'm like Cheech with out the Chong Hittin up the beer bong When the cops show up Their gonna get the finger And i don't give a fuck Cuz I'm the designated drinker! (Chorus x4) Everywhere I Go, Bitches always know That Charlie Scene has got a weenie that he loves to show(bitch) Everywhere I Go, Bitches always know That Charlie Scene has got a weenie that he loves to show Yeah-this song is guaranteed to make your IQ drop 10-20 points. |
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Hall Of Famer
Join Date: Nov 2000
Location: Mays Landing, NJ USA
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What a Shame
Two packs of cigarettes a day The strongest whiskey Kentucky can make That's a recipe To put a vagabond on his hands and knees I watched it all up close I knew him more than most I saw a side of him he never showed Full of sympathy for a world that wouldn't let him be That's the man he was Have you heard enough? What a shame, what a shame To judge a life that you can't change The choir sings, the church bells ring So won't you give this man his wings? What a shame to have to beg you to see We're not all the same, what a shame There's a hard life for every silver spoon There's a touch of grey for every shade of blue That's the way that I see life If there was nothing wrong then there'd be nothing right And for this working man They say can barely stand There's gotta be a better place to land Some kind of remedy for a world that wouldn't let him be That's the man he was Have you heard enough? What a shame, what a shame To judge a life that you can't change The choir sings, the church bells ring So won't you give this man his wings? What a shame to have to beg you to see We're not all the same, what a shame God forgive the hands that laid you down They never knew how But your broken heart can break the sound And change the season Now the leaves are falling faster Happily ever after You gave me hope through your endeavors And now you will live forever What a shame, what a shame To judge a life that you can't change The choir sings, the church bells ring So won't you give this man his wings? What a shame to have to beg you to see We're not all the same, what a shame What a shame, what a shame 'Cause we're not all the same What a shame, what a shame 'Cause we're not all the same Mudshovel You take away I feel the same You take away I feel the same And the promises you made to me you made in vain I lost myself inside your tainted smile again 'Cause you can't feel my anger, you can't feel my pain You can't feel my torment, driving me insane I can't fight these feelings, they will bring you pain You can't take away, make me whole again I feel betrayed, stuck in your ways And you rip me apart, with the things you say I can't deal with shit anymore I just look awy 'Cause you can't feel my anger, you can't feel my pain You can't feel my torment, driving me insane I can't fight these feelings, they will bring you pain You can't take away, make me whole again Mudshovel You take away, I feel the same All these promises, you promised only pain If you take away and leave me with nothing again 'Cause you can't feel my anger, you can't feel my pain You can't feel my torment, driving me insane I can't fight these feelings, they will bring you pain You can't take away, make me whole again You will feel my nger, you will feel my pain You will feel my torment, driving you insane I can't fight these feelings, they will bring you pan You won't take away, I'll be whole again Familiar Taste of Poison Drink the ine my darling, you said Take your time and consume it all But the roses were only to drain my inspiration The promises were spoiled before they left your lips...and I breath you in again Just to feel you Underneath my skin Holding onto, the sweet escape Is always laced with a Familiar taste... of poison I tell myself that you are no good forme I wish you well but desire never leaves I could fight this to the end But maybe I don't want to win I breath you in again Just to feel you Underneath my skin Holding onto, the sweet escape Is always laced with a Familiar taste... of poison I don't want to be saved I don't want to be sober I want you on my mind In my dreams Behind these eyes that I wanna wake up No, not this time I breath you in again Just to feel you Underneath my skin Holding onto, the sweet escape Is always laced with a Familiar taste... of poison Sorry, still on my "Stimulate This" kick with Shinedown, Staind and Halestorm. ![]() |
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Pro Starter
Join Date: Oct 2000
Location: Muskogee, OK USA
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"Check My Brain" - Alice In Chains
So I found myself in the sun, oh yeah A hell of a place to end a run, oh yeah California, I'm fine Somebody check my brain California's all right Somebody check my brain Check my brain I walk these streets, I creep and I fall, oh yeah When she sang I answered the call, oh yeah California, I'm fine Somebody check my brain California's all right Somebody check my brain Ahhhhhhh Tears that filled my bowl Ahhhhhhh Years expended gone I hung my guns and put 'em away, oh yeah The trick of the trade, and by the way, oh yeah California, I'm fine Somebody check my brain California's all right Somebody check my brain Ahhhhhhh Tears that filled my bowl Ahhhhhhh Years expended gone Ahhhhhhh Tears that filled my bowl Ahhhhhhh Years expended gone Check my brain (x3)
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Head Coach
Join Date: Oct 2002
Location: Georgia
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I Hate Your Blog (MC Frontalot)
I hate your blog. It’s incredibly terrible and bad. I hate your blog. You own a dog, and you feed it. You post about it. I get to read it. Plus: five paragraphs on the socks you bought and your thoughts on whether Nicole Ritchie’s hot or not. You got no reason to be typing, yet you persist. Hit each key with your fist till you punch out your top ten list of all the things that ever happened in your life. Number one: met Michael Jackson’s second wife. Number two: got Curly on the Which Stooge Are You Poll, as the GIF proves. Click for the link-through! Three: saw puppy pictures on a web page, kittens in a nest egg. The idea gestated: Why not open up your own? So you bought the account and yet I hope you don’t put the payments in on it every month like they want, ‘cause then you’ll disappear off the internet, haunt just the Wayback Machine like a ghost. And I won’t be like, “How come you don’t post??” I promise I won’t. I hate your blog. Your recipe for vegan eggnog is stupid. I hissed and I booed it, and then eschewed it, never made it once. Yes, your blog roll is a confederacy of dunces. It abuts less interesting links in your posts. Hamsters that dance! I’m not engrossed. I’m not opposed to your collection of All Your Base pics, but they’re longer in the denture than a ninja flipping out doing face kicks. I’ll phrase this nice: if it’s hard to get to bed, your web site will suffice to entice me to slumber. I mumble impoliticly, “I tried not to click ‘read more’ but you tricked me!” Want to stick the whole computer in the trash can instead of reading about the constipation lately and your ass plans that you seem to contemplate. You thought I would rate your page ‘awesome’ and ‘great’? [Whoremoans] You’re just jealous. Yeah, that’s it — envious, even. Turning green when my hit counter broke ten thousand this evening. Mad you cant match my keypad content or petitions for legalizing of micropayment thieving. X-rays of teething eight-month heathens and pictures of kittens heaving, the calories in everything I’m eating, yaoi art my girl drew of Goku making out with Joss Whedon, my 300-pound friend’s exposure (that’s indecent). But that’s only negatives. I’ve got discussions on the homeliest alien relative. The final battle, Sam Cassell versus Carnage and a triple-threat match: Charles v. Marilyn v. Shirley Manson from Garbage. I pay homage to great Americans like Bill O’Reilly and Ann Coulter; Westwood Radio for help when insulting countercultures. My blog stands above all others by head and shoulders. I hate your blog. You ain’t logged in in a month and a half, and I, for one, am aghast. I mean I’m fast on the way to removing it from bookmarks. If I took part in vanity I might be trying to look smart by not checking eight times a day. Your blog is so despair-inducing I can’t bear to look away. Oh, well! Got to do what your muse compels. Guess I’ll try to go despise a blog by someone else. *
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Pro Starter
Join Date: Apr 2001
Location: NC
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My favorite Dylan song:
It ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe It don't matter, anyhow An' it ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe If you don't know by now When your rooster crows at the break of dawn Look out your window and I'll be gone You're the reason I'm trav'lin' on Don't think twice, it's all right It ain't no use in turnin' on your light, babe That light I never knowed An' it ain't no use in turnin' on your light, babe I'm on the dark side of the road Still I wish there was somethin' you would do or say To try and make me change my mind and stay We never did too much talkin' anyway So don't think twice, it's all right It ain't no use in callin' out my name, gal Like you never did before It ain't no use in callin' out my name, gal I can't hear you any more I'm a-thinkin' and a-wond'rin' all the way down the road I once loved a woman, a child I'm told I give her my heart but she wanted my soul But don't think twice, it's all right I'm walkin' down that long, lonesome road, babe Where I'm bound, I can't tell But goodbye's too good a word, gal So I'll just say fare thee well I ain't sayin' you treated me unkind You could have done better but I don't mind You just kinda wasted my precious time But don't think twice, it's all right
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Head Coach
Join Date: Oct 2002
Location: Seven miles up
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"Tighten Up" - The Black Keys
I wanted love, I needed love, Most of all, most of all Someone said true love was dead And I'm bound to fall, bound to fall For you But what can I do? Take my badge but my heart remains Lovin' you, baby child Tighten up on your reigns You're runnin' wild, runnin' wild It's true Sick for days in so many ways I'm achin' now, I'm achin' now It's times like these I need relief Please show me how, show me how To get right When I was young and moving fast Nothing slowed me down, slowed me down Now I let the others pass I've come around, come around Living just to keep going Going just to stay sane All the while never knowing It's such a shame I don't need to get steady I know just how I feel I'm telling you to get ready My dear
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