fickerson Posted November 8, 2005 Share Posted November 8, 2005 i have seen you in various stages of undressi have seen you through various states of madnessi have seen your reflection and i did not recognize youi have seen you in various states of madness how high are your highest of heightshow low are your lows?how high are your highest of heightshow low are your lows? i am sorry, i had nothing left for youmy mind was willing and my spirit was strongmy lips were tired and tightened from singing alongmy eyelids are heavy as anchors thrown overboard how high are your highest of heightshow low are lows?how high are your highest of heightshow low are your lows? i have seen you in the eyes of a hundred thousand other stranger facesi have seen you in unlikely and unfamiliar placesi have seen you be reckless in matters of lovei have seen my degrees the boiling point come and go how high are your highest of heightshow low are your lows?how high are your highest of heightshow low are your lows?what lies at the end of this long and dark twisted road? i have seen you in various stages of undressi have seen you through various states of madness Link to post Share on other sites
timbits Posted November 8, 2005 Author Share Posted November 8, 2005 ahhhhh...GLS Link to post Share on other sites
timbits Posted November 8, 2005 Author Share Posted November 8, 2005 I hear a sound It Link to post Share on other sites
ajarwithaheavylid Posted November 8, 2005 Share Posted November 8, 2005 It was written that I would love youFrom the moment I opened my eyesAnd the morning when I first saw youGave me life under calico skies. I will hold you for as long as you likeI Link to post Share on other sites
Elixir Sue Posted November 8, 2005 Share Posted November 8, 2005 I know you posted this days ago, but could you tell me who/ what this is? It seems like I've heard it before, but I can't place it.Paul McCartney - Calico Skies. Link to post Share on other sites
Dude Posted November 8, 2005 Share Posted November 8, 2005 the evening fell just like a starleft a trail behindyou spit as you slammed out the doorif this is love we're crazieswe fight like cats and dogsi just know there's got to be more so please call me, babywhereever you areit's too cold to be out walkin' in the streetwe do crazy things when we're woundedeveryone's a bit insanei don't want you catching your death of coldout walking in the rain i admit i ain't no angeli admit i ain't no sainti'm selfish and i'm cruel but you're blindif i exorcise my devils well my angels my leave toowhen they leave they're so hard to find so please call me, babywhereever you areit's too cold to be out walkin' in the streetwe do crazy things when we're woundedeveryone's a bit insanei don't want you catching your death of coldout walking in the rain we're always at eachother's throatsyou know it drives me up a wallbut most of the time i'm just blowing off steami wish to god you'd leave mebaby i wish to god you'd staybut life's so different than it is in your dreams so please call me, babywhereever you areit's too cold to be out walkin' in the streetwe do crazy things when we're woundedeveryone's a bit insanei don't want you catching your death of coldout walking in the rain Link to post Share on other sites
Guest baseball bobblehead Posted November 8, 2005 Share Posted November 8, 2005 Head, shoulders, knees and toes,Knees and toes. Head, shoulders, knees and toes,Knees and toes. And eyes, and ears, and mouth,And nose. Head, shoulders, knees and toes,Knees and toes. Link to post Share on other sites
Dude Posted November 8, 2005 Share Posted November 8, 2005 Head, shoulders, knees and toes,Knees and toes. lame hokey pokey knockoff. and please keep itsy bitsy spider out of this thread. that song is a real downer. Link to post Share on other sites
viatroy Posted November 9, 2005 Share Posted November 9, 2005 Want to crossBut I don Link to post Share on other sites
viatroy Posted November 9, 2005 Share Posted November 9, 2005 really looking fwd to this movie ... loves me some Joe Kwan. I keep a close watch on this heart of mineI keep my eyes wide open all the timeI keep the ends out for the tie that bindsBecause you're mine, I walk the line I find it very, very easy to be trueI find myself alone when each day is throughYes, I'll admit that I'm a fool for youBecause you're mine, I walk the line As sure as night is dark and day is lightI keep you on my mind both day and nightAnd happiness I've known proves that it's rightBecause you're mine, I walk the line You've got a way to keep me on your sideYou give me cause for love that I can't hideFor you I know I'd even try to turn the tideBecause you're mine, I walk the line I keep a close watch on this heart of mineI keep my eyes wide open all the timeI keep the ends out for the tie that bindsBecause you're mine, I walk the line Link to post Share on other sites
Dude Posted November 9, 2005 Share Posted November 9, 2005 Crimson flames tied through my earsRollin' high and mighty trapsPounced with fire on flaming roadsUsing ideas as my maps"We'll meet on edges, soon," said IProud 'neath heated brow.Ah, but I was so much older then,I'm younger than that now. Half-wracked prejudice leaped forth"Rip down all hate," I screamedLies that life is black and whiteSpoke from my skull. I dreamedRomantic facts of musketeersFoundationed deep, somehow.Ah, but I was so much older then,I'm younger than that now. Girls' faces formed the forward pathFrom phony jealousyTo memorizing politicsOf ancient historyFlung down by corpse evangelistsUnthought of, though, somehow.Ah, but I was so much older then,I'm younger than that now. A self-ordained professor's tongueToo serious to foolSpouted out that libertyIs just equality in school"Equality," I spoke the wordAs if a wedding vow.Ah, but I was so much older then,I'm younger than that now. In a soldier's stance, I aimed my handAt the mongrel dogs who teachFearing not that I'd become my enemyIn the instant that I preachMy pathway led by confusion boatsMutiny from stern to bow.Ah, but I was so much older then,I'm younger than that now. Yes, my guard stood hard when abstract threatsToo noble to neglectDeceived me into thinkingI had something to protectGood and bad, I define these termsQuite clear, no doubt, somehow.Ah, but I was so much older then,I'm younger than that now. Link to post Share on other sites
Analogman Posted November 10, 2005 Share Posted November 10, 2005 T . R . E . X.Some call me ArnieSome name me SlimIt don't make no difference'Cos I move right inThey call me the grooverWhen I'm on the floorThe kids yell for more, more, moreSome call me StarkeySome named me studYes they doIt don't make no difference'Cos I move in the mudI said sing it to me childrenYea I'm the groover honey YeaI'm the groover honey YeaI'm the groover honeyWell some call me JeepsterAnd some name me lameIt don't make no differenceMan you know what it takesI'm a groover 'cos I move right in Link to post Share on other sites
pokesallrule Posted November 10, 2005 Share Posted November 10, 2005 I listen to the wind to the wind of my soulWhere I'll end up well I think only God really knowsI've sat upon the setting sunbut never, never never neverI never wanted water onceno never, never, never I listen to my words butthey fall far belowI let the my music take me where my heart wants to goI swam upon the devil's lake but never, never never neverI'll never make the same mistake No never, never, never Link to post Share on other sites
Analogman Posted November 10, 2005 Share Posted November 10, 2005 Now that's a good one. Link to post Share on other sites
pnêyu Posted November 10, 2005 Share Posted November 10, 2005 (edited) September gurls do so muchI was your butch and you were touchedI loved you, well, never mindI've been crying all the time December boys got it bad September gurls, I don't know whyHow can I deny what's insideEven though I'll keep awayMaybe we'll love all our days When I get to bed, late at nightThat's the time she makes things rightOoh when she makes love to me ===========Makes me wish I were one Edited November 10, 2005 by pneyu Link to post Share on other sites
mjpuczko Posted November 10, 2005 Share Posted November 10, 2005 i'm obsessed w/ this song (and frank black right now) Sun she burns mean and bigI think I'll go to Cafe NoirBig screen turns me onI'm gonna be a western starHow hard can it be? I get my freon bingoInside your cool soft sarongRolling on the moquetteInside a cul-de-sac kampongHow hard can it be? How hard can it be?When you're a western star?Shining and freeDon't you know that a star burns best?How hard can it be?And I said nowHow hard can it be? She's so sentimentalShe's got my pictures in her headThe tool-man is in her dreamsI was lifted when she saidHow hard can it be? How hard can it be?When you're a western star?Shining and freeDon't you know that a star burns best?How hard can it be?And I said nowHow hard can it be? Now he's headed skywardStanding up on piles of plywoodAnd all he thinks about is how heLooks like Heroes-period BowieAnd his figure blocks the lightAnd he takes away the nightAnd he's dancing to the new bolero Yo soy un pistoleroI'm not shakin' in my bootsI'm ruler of this moon, boySo if you move I shootsHow hard can it be? How hard can it be?When you're a western star?Shining and freeDon't you know that a star burns best?How hard can it be?And I said nowHow hard can it be? [x2] How hard can it be ? Dancing to the new bolero (x4) Link to post Share on other sites
Mr. Heartbreak Posted November 10, 2005 Share Posted November 10, 2005 Used to have a town but the factory moved awayDown to Mexico where they work for hardly any payUsed to have a country but they sold it down the riverLike a repossessed farm auctioned off to the highest bidder Mighty trucks of midnightMoving onMoving on Wave a flag, wave the bible, wave your sex or your business degreeWhatever you want -- but don't wave that thing at meThe tide of love can leave your prizes scatteredBut when you get to the bottom it's the only thing that matters Mighty trucks of midnightMoving onMoving on I believe it's a sin to try and make things last foreverEverything that exists in time runs out of time some dayGot to let go of the things that keep you tetheredTake your place with grace and then be on your way Link to post Share on other sites
tkleist Posted November 11, 2005 Share Posted November 11, 2005 This is nothing like it was in my roomIn my best clothesTrying to think of youThis is nothing like it was in my roomIn my best clothes The English are waitingAnd I don't know what to doIn my best clothesThis is when I need you The English are waitingAnd I don't know what to doIn my best clothes I'm the new blue blood, I'm the great white hopeI'm the new blue blood I won't fuck us over, I'm Mr. NovemberI'm Mr. November, I won't fuck us over[repeat] I wish that I believed in fateI wish I didn't sleep so lateI used to be carried in the arms of cheerleaders[repeat] I'm the new blue blood, I'm the great white hopeI'm the new blue blood I won't fuck us over, I'm Mr. NovemberI'm Mr. November, I won't fuck us over[repeat] I wish that I believed in fateI wish I didn't sleep so lateI used to be carried in the arms of cheerleaders[repeat] I'm the new blue blood, I'm the great white hopeI'm the new blue bloodI won't fuck us over, I'm Mr. NovemberI'm Mr. November, I won't fuck us over Link to post Share on other sites
Sweet Papa Crimbo Posted November 11, 2005 Share Posted November 11, 2005 I can see her lyin Link to post Share on other sites
Dude Posted November 11, 2005 Share Posted November 11, 2005 When the routine bites hardAnd ambitions are lowAnd the resentment rides highBut emotions won Link to post Share on other sites
embiggen Posted November 11, 2005 Share Posted November 11, 2005 Piggy in the Middle I know you know what you know But you should know by now that you're not me Talk about a month of Sundays Toffee-nosed wet weekend as far as I can see Hey, diddle diddle (whooo!) The cat and the fiddle (whooo!) Piggy in the middle (whooo!) Do a poo poo Bible punching heavyweight Evangelistic boxing kangaroo Orangutan and anaconda Donald Duck, Mickey Mouse, even Pluto, too Hey, diddle diddle (whooo!) The cat and the fiddle (whooo!) Piggy in the middle (whooo!) Do a poo poo tekraaam ot tnew eiggip elttil siht One man's civilization is another man's jungle, yeah They say revolution's in the air I'm dancing in my underwear 'Cause I don't care Hey diddle diddle (whooo!) The cat and the fiddle (whooo!) Piggy in the middle (whooo!) Do a poo poo Do a poo poooink oink Walkie-talkie man says " Link to post Share on other sites
Dude Posted November 11, 2005 Share Posted November 11, 2005 Yankee soldierHe wanna shoot some skagHe met it in cambodiaBut now he can Link to post Share on other sites
embiggen Posted November 11, 2005 Share Posted November 11, 2005 Number One Number One, Number One (Number One, Number One!) You're my Number One (You're my Number One!) You're my second-to-none (You're my second-to-none!) Number One, Number One (Number One, Number One, oooo!) One and one make two And I look after you Number One, Number One (Number One, Number One!) You're my Number One (You're my Number One, oooo!) When I fell for you I didn't need a shove Now that we are two It all adds up to love, to love! Number One, Number One (Number One, Number One!) You're my Number One (You're my Number One!) You're my second-to-none (You're my second-to-none!) Number One, Number One (Number One, Number One, oooo!) One and one make two And I look after you Number One, Number One (Number One, Number One!) You're my Number One (You're my Number One, oooo!) My teacher couldn't teach me I had no time for school No one there could reach me But baby, I'm no fool, no fool! Number One, Number One (Number One, Number One!) You're my Number One (You're my Number One!) You're my second-to-none (You're my second-to-none!) Number One, Number One (Number One, Number One, oooo!) One and one make two And I look after you Number One, Number One (Number One, Number One!) You're my Number One (You're my Number One, oooh!) Aaaaaah Aaaaaah Aaaaaah Aaaaaah Number One! Link to post Share on other sites
Dude Posted November 11, 2005 Share Posted November 11, 2005 She's my little rock 'n' rollShe's my little rock 'n' rollThe heat's raiding, the tracks is fadingJoints rocking could be anytime at allBut the bitch keeps bitchingSnitcher keeps snitchingDropping names and telephone numbers and all She's my little rock 'n' rollShe's my little rock 'n' roll The scars healingBut the dealers squealingThe pool's in but the patio ain't dryWell the sense is sensingThat the juice keeps pumping and I know why She's my little rock 'n' rollMy tits and ass with soul babyShe's my little rock 'n' rollShe's my little rock 'n' rollYou got to shock them, show themShe's my little rock 'n' rollShock, shock, shock, oh my, my, my Well the sense is sensingThat the juice keeps pumping and I know whyThe bitch keeps bitchingSnitcher keeps snitchingDropping names and telephone numbers and all She's my little rock 'n' rollMy tits and ass with soul babyShe's my little rock 'n' rollYou got to shock them, show themShe's my little rock 'n' rollShe got a feeling to know, babyShe's my little rock 'n' rollAh, the little bitch got soul Link to post Share on other sites
Guest baseball bobblehead Posted November 11, 2005 Share Posted November 11, 2005 Five little monkeys jumping on the bedOne fell off and bumped his headSo Momma called the doctor and the doctor saidNo more monkeys jumping on the bed! Four little monkeys jumping on the bedOne fell off and bumped his headSo Momma called the doctor and the doctor saidNo more monkeys jumping on the bed! Three little monkeys jumping on the bedOne fell off and bumped his headSo Momma called the doctor and the doctor saidNo more monkeys jumping on the bed! Two little monkeys jumping on the bedOne fell off and bumped his headSo Momma called the doctor and the doctor saidNo more monkeys jumping on the bed! One little monkey jumping on the bedHe fell off and bumped his headSo Momma called the doctor and the doctor saidNo more monkeys jumping on the bed! No little monkeys jumping on the bedNone fell off and bumped his headSo Momma called the doctor and the doctor saidPut those monkeys back in bed! Link to post Share on other sites
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