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King Shit *board owner* | posted on 09-06-2001 @ 12:00 PM | ![]() ![]() ![]() | |||
O&A Board Veteran Registered: Feb. 01 ![]() | Neil Young He's a perfect stranger, Like a cross of himself and a fox. He's a feeling arranger And a changer of the ways he talks. He's the unforeseen danger The keeper of the key to the locks. Know when you see him, Nothing can free him. Step aside, open wide, It's the loner. If you see him in the subway, He'll be down at the end of the car. Watching you move Until he knows he knows who you are. When you get off at your station alone, He'll know that you are. Know when you see him, Nothing can free him. Step aside, open wide, It's the loner. There was a woman he knew About a year or so ago. She had something that he needed And he pleaded with her not to go. On the day that she left, He died, but it did not show. Know when you see him, Nothing can free him. Step aside, open wide, It's the loner. ![]() Is my train in vain, has my soul gone to waste Am I just a victim of, a victim of my lost faith | ||||
Ants in My Pants Billy Prettiest Butterfly in the garden All Blow job poems ©Fez 2002-2003. I'm obsessed with Alkey's penis. | posted on 09-06-2001 @ 2:41 PM | ![]() ![]() ![]() | |||
O&A Board Regular Registered: Apr. 01 ![]() | Here I Go Again -Whitesnake No I don't know where I'm going But, I sure know where I've been, Hanging on the promises In the songs of yesterday, And I've made up my mind, I ain't wasting no more time. Tho' I keep searching for an answer, I never seem to find what I'm looking for. Oh Lord, I pray you give me strength to carry on, 'Cos I know what it means To walk along the lonely street of dreams. And here I go again on my own, Going down the only road I've ever known Like a drifter I was born to walk alone. And I've made up my mind, I ain't wasting no more time. I'm just another heart in need of rescue Waiting on love's sweet charity, And I'm gonna hold on For the rest of my days, 'Cos I know what it means To walk along the lonely street of dreams. And here I go again on my own, Going down the only road I've ever known Like a drifter I was born to walk alone. And I've made up my mind, I ain't wasting no more time. But, here I go again, Here I go again, Here I go again. (Solo) And I've made up my mind, I ain't wasting no more time. And here I go again on my own, Going down the only road I've ever known Like a drifter I was born to walk alone. 'Cos I know what it means, To walk along the lonely street of dreams. And here I go again on my own, Going down the only road I've ever known. Like a drifter I was born to walk alone... ![]() | ||||
Oyster | posted on 09-06-2001 @ 2:46 PM | ![]() ![]() ![]() | |||
Psychopath Registered: Jul. 00 ![]() | --*--Down To The Wire--*-- Every time you touch her sets your hands on fire, And every thing you've got is all that she requires. And you hang on, hang on, hang on to the words of a liar. You can feel it getting down to the wire. All the hurt you thought was gone has now returned, And every thing she's laughing at is all you learned. And you let go, let go, let go, 'cause you know you're getting tired. Can you feel it getting down to the wire? Take the time to close your eyes and look around, 'Cause anyone who helped you out can let you down. And look out, look out, look out, the voice is now the choir. Can you feel it getting down to the wire? ![]() Click here Visit this Website for pictures of the TOADIES live at the Bowery Ballroom, Birch Hill Night Club and The Chance. Thomas "Our love is rice and beans and horses lard" Black Francis This message was edited by Oyster on 9-7-01 @ 10:23 AM | ||||
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