-------------------- Five billion years from now the Sun will go nova and obliterate the Earth. Don't sweat the small stuff!
From: Boston | Registered: Aug 2003
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There's not a word yet, for old friends who've just met.
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quote:Originally posted by Quislet, Esq.: I don't mean a big reduction in the price of beer
Ooh, good one. I only dimly remembered the XTC version when Sarah McLachlan covered it.
Take these memories that are haunting me, of a paper man, cut into shreds, by his own pair of scissors.
He'll never forgive her, he'll never forgive her...
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I'm taking a ride with my best friend I hope he never lets me down again Promises me I'm as safe as houses As long as I remember who's wearing the trousers I hope he never lets me down again
-------------------- Five billion years from now the Sun will go nova and obliterate the Earth. Don't sweat the small stuff!
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Miss Otis regrets that she is unable to lunch today.
-------------------- Five billion years from now the Sun will go nova and obliterate the Earth. Don't sweat the small stuff!
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You have to do it running but you do everything that they ask you to cause you don’t mind seeing yourself in a picture as long as you look faraway, as long as you look removed showered and blue-blazered, fill yourself with quarters showered and blue-blazered, fill yourself with quarters
You get mistaken for strangers by your own friends when you pass them at night under the silvery, silvery citibank lights arm in arm in arm and eyes and eyes glazing under oh you wouldn’t want an angel watching over surprise, surprise they wouldn’t wanna watch another uninnocent, elegant fall into the unmagnificent lives of adults
Make up something to believe in your heart of hearts so you have something to wear on your sleeve of sleeves so you swear you just saw a feathery woman carry a blindfolded man through the trees showered and blue-blazered, fill yourself with quarters showered and blue-blazered, fill yourself with quarters
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I, I still recall The first full moon of May 'Neath who's rays we lay together And those bright nights on glassy waves When we would glide lightly away From the grain and wicked flights of pleasure
From: Fort McMurray | Registered: Nov 2004
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or you can do the confusion 'til your head falls off
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What I want What I need I wanna' wind you up and bring you up to speed While you were talking, and I didn't hear what you said I had a vision of myself, and I was flying out of bed
I love you, but I'm sleepwalking For now, why don't you quit talking? I love you, but I've hit the wall And I'm not at all myself today
What I want What I need I want to wind you up and bring you up to speed I need passion, can't buy a thrill But I had dreams last night that I was Cecille B. DeMille
I love you, but I'm sleepwalking For now, why don't you quit talking? I love you, but I've hit the wall And I'm not at all myself today
I'm walking in my sleep...
-- Meg Hentges, "Sleepwalking"
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From: Vanity, OR | Registered: Dec 2008
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It’s a long way back where I've fallen down It’s a very hard fall, it’s a very cruel town And my dress is torn, and I got no jewels And I’m hungry for, life a little less cruel Some dignity, and not too much sorrow just a little bit of hope oh after tomorrow
And I don’t care what it takes my friends I’ll never go hungry, go hungry again Oh and I don’t care what I have do defend I will never go hungry, go hungry again
It’s a long ride home, and my head is bowed And you’re no comfort to me now And it’s fully loaded, and it’s set on stun At least I know that I have won And my wigs on crooked And I got no shoes I rock back and forth and I wait for you
oh I don’t care what it takes my friends I will never go hungry, go hungry again Oh and I don’t care what I have to pretend I will never go hungry, go hungry again
And out of it all, I have survived From the fires of hell, I am alive Cities crush your spirit Survive this mess you’ve made god can you hear us? your my salvation day (?) And it’s time for me to take a stand And it’s time for me, yeah, to be a maaaaaannnn
I don’t care what it takes my friends I will never go hungry again, go hungry again Oh and I don’t care what I have to pretend I will never go hungry again, go hungry again
And the phoenix she rises She is sure to descend She will never hungry, go hungry again And you’re looking to me more and more like a godsend We will never go hungry, go hungry again And we owe each other nothin There’s no one left here to offend We will never go hungry Go hungry agaiiiin.
From: Ninja Land | Registered: Nov 2004
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"Well I ain't afraid of dyin', it's the thought of being dead I wanna go on being me once my eulogy's been read Don't spread my ashes out to sea, don't lay me down to rest You can put my mind at ease if you fulfill my last request
Prop me up beside the jukebox if I die Lord, I wanna go to heaven but I don't wanna go tonight Fill my boots up with sand, put a stiff drink in my hand Prop me up beside the jukebox if I die
Just let my headstone be a neon sign Let it burn in mem'ry of all of my good times Fix me up with a manequin, just remember I like blondes I'll be the life of the party even when I'm dead and gone
Prop me up beside the jukebox if I die Lord, I wanna go to heaven but I don't wanna go tonight Fill my boots up with sand, put a stiff drink in my hand Prop me up beside the jukebox if I die
Just make your next selection and while your still in line You can pay you last respects one quarter at a time
Prop me up beside the jukebox if I die Lord, I wanna go to heaven but I don't wanna go tonight Fill my boots up with sand, put a stiff drink in my hand Prop me up beside the jukebox if I die
Oh, prop me up beside the jukebox if I die"
-- Joe Diffie: "Prop Me Up Beside The Jukebox"
-------------------- "Hard times make heroes out of fools..."
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I sat down at the counter, with my menu in my hand, When I saw what was behind it, I hit a grand slam
I saw my milk shakin momma Saw my soda jerkin baby I saw the girl that keeps the ice cream And I just had to scream for her
She said"what will you have sir" and "what flavor would you like"? And just the way she said it got me higher than a kite
Raspberry strawberry lemon or fudge Even some spumoni couldn't make me budge Marishino cherry, sittin on top Bananas and some whipped cream couldn't get me from that shop
And then I had a root beer As I paid my check I wondered if'n she'd ever call me dear
She's the girl that keeps the ice cream And I just had to scream for her
Luckily I hung around until she got off work Later we got married and had a bunch of little jerks
That's my milk shakin momma, my soda jerking baby She's the girl that keeps the ice cream, and I just had to scream for her
Next time you're hungry, take my advice Try the soda fountain, it could be just as nice It could be just as nice.
-------------------- Five billion years from now the Sun will go nova and obliterate the Earth. Don't sweat the small stuff!
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Breakneck speed Tying up your hands 'cause you're landing back on your feet
You know what I mean
Vowel change I remember when our voices used to sound the same Now we just translate
'cause I'm still amazed you made it out alive After what you did Born on your feet running, Forest fires underneath your bed
But it's good to be back Good to be back Good to be back
Spell it out I always skip the words 'cause all the pictures are so bright and loud Better off than now
'cause I'm still amazed you made it out alive After what you did Born on your feet, running Forest fires underneath your bed
'cause it's good to be back Good to be back
Super fun At the movies, drunk and young Double knots that came undone
But the big bad years are gone Yeah, the big bad years are done And gone away I remember when our voices used to sound the exact same Now we just translate
'cause I'm still amazed you made it out alive After what you did Born on your feet running, forest fires underneath your bed
But it's good to be back Good to be back Good to be back
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