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| Kim | posted on 07-29-2001 @ 6:59 PM |    | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Jan. 01  | A band I never get tired of listening to... Bad Obsession I can't top thinkin' Thinking 'bout sinkin' Sinkin' down into my bed I call my mother She's just a cunt now She said I'm sick in the head She said you ain't special So who you foolin' Don't try ta give me a line But I can't stop thinkin' 'bout seein' ya one more time (Oh no) But I already left you and you're better off left behind It's a bad obsession It's always messin' It's always messin' my mind It's a bad obsession It's always messin' It's always messin' my mind Too bad you're fucked up I used to be wasted Always tried to take it Take it down into my vein I call the doctor He's just another He said I'm sick in the brain He said you ain't special So who you foolin' Don't try ta give me a line But I can't stop thinking 'bout doin' it one more time (Oh no) But I already left you and you're better off left behind (Oh yeah) Aw it's a bad obsession It's always messin' It's always messin' my mind It's a bad obsession It's always messin' It's always messin' my mind So bad... Boy It's a It's a Heads up It's a bad obsession It's always messin' It's always messin' my mind Now it's a bad obsession It's always messin' It's always messin' my mind But I can't stop thinking 'bout doin' it one more time (Oh no) See I already left you and you're better off left behind (Oh no oh no) It's a bad obsession and you're always messin' my mind See I already left you and you're better off left behind Uh huh...no Maybe you'll do better next time Punk!!  The autumn breeze of a single night of love is better than a hundred thousand years of sterile sitting meditation." "Nunc scio quit sit amor." "The supreme happiness in life is the conviction that we are loved -- loved for ourselves, or rather, loved in spite of ourselves." -Victor Hugo | ||||
| PatCooper | posted on 07-29-2001 @ 8:13 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Jan. 01 | You Could Be Mine I'm a cold heartbreaker Fit ta burn and I'll rip your heart in two An I'll leave you lyin' on the bed I'll be out the door before ya wake It's nuthin' new ta you 'Cause I think we've seen that movie too 'Cause you could be mine But you're way out of line With your bitch slap rappin' And your cocaine tongue You get nuthin' done I said you could be mine Now holidays come and then they go It's nothin' new today Collect another memory When I come home late at night Don't ask me where I've been Just count your stars I'm home again 'Cause you could be mine But you're way out of line With your bitch slap rappin' And your cocaine tongue You get nuthin' done I said you could be mine You've gone sketchin' too many times Why don't ya give it a rest Why Must you find Another reason to cry While you're breakin' down my back n' I been rackin' out my brain It don't matter how we make it 'Cause it always ends the same You can push it for more mileage But your flaps r' wearin' thin And I could sleep on it 'til mornin' But this nightmare never ends Don't forget to call my lawyers With ridiculous demands An you can take the pity so far But it's more than I can stand 'Cause this couchtrip's gettin' older Tell me how long has it been 'Cause 5 years is forever An you haven't grown up yet You could be mine But you're way out of line With your bitch slap rappin' And your cocaine tongue You get nuthin' done I said you could be mine You should be You could be mine Yeah!  Now taking applications for adoption at E-Mail Me I have adopted Lugnut.Any problems with the little guy just let me know. | ||||
| Brokenjaw Always will bow down to the power of the Faceman!!!! | posted on 07-29-2001 @ 11:03 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Nov. 00 | Guess I needed sometime to get away I needed some piece of mind Some piece of mind that'll stay So I thumbed it down to Sixth and L.A. Maybe a Greyhound could be my way Police and Niggers, that's right Get out of my way Don't need to buy none of your Gold chains today I don't need no bracelets Clamped in front of my back Just need my ticket; 'til then Won't you cut me some slack? You're one in a million Yeah, that's what you are You're one in a million, babe You're a shooting star Maybe someday we'll see you Before you make us cry You know we tried to reach you But you were much too high Much too high, much too high, Much too high, yes, ow! Immigrants and faggots They make no sense to me They come to our country And think they'll do as they please Like start some mini Iran, Or spread some fuckin' disease They talk so many goddamn ways It's all Greek to me Well some say I'm lazy And others say that's just me Some say I'm crazy I guess I'll always be But it's been such a long time Since I knew right from wrong It's all the means to an end, I I keep it movin' along You're one in a million Oo, you're a shooting star You're one in a million, babe You know that you are Maybe someday we'll see you, Oo oh, Before you make us cry You know we tried to reach you But you were much too high Much too high, Oo, much too high Yeah, Much too high, huh, no, no, oh Ow! Radicals and Racists Don't point your finger at me I'm a small town white boy Just tryin' to make ends meet Don't need your religion Don't watch that much T.V. Just makin' my livin', baby Well that's enough for me You're one in a million Yeah that's what you are You're one in a million, babe You're a shooting star Maybe someday we'll see you Before you make us cry You know we tried to reach you But you were much too high Much too high, ow, much too high, Much too high, much too high Yeah, yeee, yeah, yeee, igh! Ow! Much too high (Oh, much too high, ah, much too high, ah, much too high much too high, ow, much too high)  Telling people their desire Satan's sitting there, he's smiling Watches those flames get higher and higher Oh no, no, please God help me! This message was edited by Brokenjaw on 7-29-01 @ 11:06 PM | ||||
| 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 07-29-2001 @ 11:47 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Apr. 01 | Mr. Brownstone I get up around seven Get outta bed around nine And I don't worry about nothin' no Cause worryin's a waste of my...time The show usually starts around seven We go on stage around nine Get on the bus about eleven Sippin' a drink and feelin' fine Chorus: We been dancin' with Mr. Brownstone He's been knockin' He won't leave me alone I used ta do a little but a little wouldn't do So the little got more and more I just keep tryin' ta get a little better Said a little better than before I used ta do a little but a little wouldn't do So the little got more and more I just keep tryin' ta get a little better Said a little better than before Chorus Now I get up around whenever I used ta get up on time But that old man he's a real muthafucker Gonna kick him on down the line  | ||||
| Mr. Brownstone | posted on 07-30-2001 @ 2:44 AM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Dec. 00 | Hoo hoo Robin (that old gag). Sick of this life Not that you'd care I'm not the only one with whom these feelings I share Nobody understands, quite why we're here We're searchin' for answers That never appear But maybe if I looked real hard I'd I'd see your tryin' too To understand this life, That we're all goin' through (Then when she said she was gonna like wreck my car...I didn't know what to do) Sometimes I feel like I'm beatin' a dead horse An I don't know why you'd be bringin' me down I'd like to think that our love's worth a tad more It may sound funny but you'd think by now I'd be smilin' I guess some things never change Never change I met an old cowboy I saw the look in his eyes Somethin' tells me he's been here before 'Cause experience makes you wise I was only a small child When the thought first came to me That I'm a son of a gun and the gun of a son That brought back the devil in me Sometimes I feel like I'm beatin' a dead horse An I don't know why you'd be bringin' me down I'd like to think that our love's worth a tad more It may sound funny but you'd think by now I'd be smilin' I guess some things never change Never change I ain't quite what you'd call an old soul Still wet behind the ears I been around this track a couple o' times But now the dust is startin' to clear Oh yeah!!! Sometimes I feel like I'm beatin' a dead horse An I don't know why you'd be bringin' me down I'd like to think that our love's worth a tad more It may sound funny but you'd think by now I'd be smilin' Ooh yeah, I'd be smilin' No way I'd be smilin' Ooh smilin'  Two openings available at Mr. Brownstone Academy of Dance . | ||||
| Kim | posted on 07-30-2001 @ 7:07 AM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Jan. 01 | Estranged When you`re talkin to yourself and nobody`s home You can fool yourself you,came in this world alone(alone) So nobody ever told you baby how it was gonna be so what`ll happen to you baby guess we`ll have to wait and see ONE TWO Old at heart but I`m only 28 and I`m much too young to let love break my heart Young at heart but it`s getting much too late to find ourselves so far apart I don`t know how you`re s`posed to find me lately and what more could you ask from me how could you say that I never needed you when you took everything said you took everything from me Young at heart and it gets so hard to wait when no one I know can seem to help me now Old at heart but I mustn`t hesitate if I`m to find my own way out Still talking to myself and nobody`s home (alone) So nobody ever told us baby how it was gonna be so what`ll happen to us baby guess we`ll have to wait and see When I find out all the reasons maybe I`ll find another way, find another day with all the changing seasons of my life maybe I`ll get it right next time And that you`ve been broken down got your head up of the clouds you`re back down on the ground and you don`t talk so loud and you don`t walk so proud any more, and what for Well I jumped into the river too many times to make it home I`m out there on my own and drifting all alone if it doesn`t show give it time to read between the lines `Cause I see the storm`s getting closer and the waves they get so high seems everything we`ve ever known`s here why must it drift away and die I`ll never find anyone to replace you guess I`ll have to make it through this time all this time, without you I knew the storm was getting closer and all my friends said I was high but everything we`ve ever known`s here I never wanted it to die...... The autumn breeze of a single night of love is better than a hundred thousand years of sterile sitting meditation." "Nunc scio quit sit amor." "The supreme happiness in life is the conviction that we are loved -- loved for ourselves, or rather, loved in spite of ourselves." -Victor Hugo | ||||
| fbdlingfrg wow, my name looks odd without 5 lines of type below it in bold and purple and red G.O.O.F.B.A.H.G.S. Red Wings Captain Cecil JBA~Remove the Pick & Click NOW! | posted on 07-30-2001 @ 11:11 AM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Oct. 00 | "What we've got here is failure to communicate. Some men you just can't reach... So, you get what we had here last week, which is the way he wants it! Well, he gets it! N' I don't like it any more than you men." * Look at your young men fighting Look at your women crying Look at your young men dying The way they've always done before Look at the hate we're breeding Look at the fear we're feeding Look at the lives we're leading The way we've always done before My hands are tied The billions shift from side to side And the wars go on with brainwashed pride For the love of God and our human rights And all these things are swept aside By bloody hands time can't deny And are washed away by your genocide And history hides the lies of our civil wars D'you wear a black armband When they shot the man Who said "Peace could last forever" And in my first memories They shot Kennedy I went numb when I learned to see So I never fell for Vietnam We got the wall of D.C. to remind us all That you can't trust freedom When it's not in your hands When everybody's fightin' For their promised land And I don't need your civil war It feeds the rich while it buries the poor Your power hungry sellin' soldiers In a human grocery store Ain't that fresh I don't need your civil war Look at the shoes your filling Look at the blood we're spilling Look at the world we're killing The way we've always done before Look in the doubt we've wallowed Look at the leaders we've followed Look at the lies we've swallowed And I don't want to hear no more My hands are tied For all I've seen has changed my mind But still the wars go on as the years go by With no love of God or human rights 'Cause all these dreams are swept aside By bloody hands of the hypnotized Who carry the cross of homicide And history bears the scars of our civil wars "WE PRACTICE SELECTIVE ANNIHILATION OF MAYORS AND GOVERNMENT OFFICIALS FOR EXAMPLE TO CREATE A VACUUM THEN WE FILL THAT VACUUM AS POPULAR WAR ADVANCES PEACE IS CLOSER" ** I don't need your civil war It feeds the rich while it buries the poor Your power hungry sellin' soldiers In a human grocery store Ain't that fresh And I don't need your civil war I don't need your civil war I don't need your civil war Your power hungry sellin' soldiers In a human grocery store Ain't that fresh I don't need your civil war I don't need one more war I don't need one more war Whaz so civil 'bout war anyway *Strother Martin-from the film Cool Hand Luke **Peruvian Guerilla General last time, the insects got me, but  | ||||
| Rone | posted on 07-30-2001 @ 11:54 AM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Jan. 01 | My Michelle Now that mommy's not around She used to love her heroin But now she's underground So you stay out late at night And you do your coke for free Drivin' your friends crazy With your life's insanity Well, well, well you just can't tell Well, well, well my Michelle Sowin' all your wild oats In another's luxuries Yesterday was Tuesday Maybe Thursday you can sleep But school starts much too early And this hotel wasn't free So party till your connection call Honey I'll return the key Chorus: Well, well, well you just can't tell Well, well, well my Michelle Well, well, well you never can tell Well, well, well my Michelle Everyone needs love You know that it's true Someday you'll find someone That'll fall in love with you But oh the time it takes When you're all alone Someday you'll find someone That you can call your own But till then ya better... Now you're clean And so discreet I won't say a word But most of all this song is true Case you haven't heard So c'mon and stop your cryin' 'Cause we both know money burns Honey don't stop tryin; An you'll get what you deserve Chorus  | ||||
| CantHandleMyBooty | posted on 07-30-2001 @ 12:27 PM | | |||
| Psychopath Registered: Mar. 01 | I love this song...one of my favorites... Rocket Queen If I say I don't need anyone I can say these things to you 'cause I can turn on anyone Just like I've turned on you I've got a tongue like a razor A sweet switchblade knife And I can do you favors But then you'll do whatever I like Chorus Here I am And you're a Rocket Queen I might be a little young But Honey I ain't naive Here I am And you're a Rocket Queen oh yeah I might be too much But honey you're a bit obscene I've seen everything imaginable Pass before these eyes I've had everything that's tangible Honey you'd be suprised I'm a sexual innuendo In this burned out paradise If you turn me on to anything You better turn me on tonight Chorus I see you standin' Standin' on your own It's such a lonely place for you For you to be If you need a shoulder Or if you need a friend I'll be here standing Until the bitter end No one needs the sorrow No one needs the pain I hate to see you Walking out there Out in the rain So don't chastise me Or think I, I mean you harm Of those that take you Leave you strung out Much too far Baby-yeah Don't ever leave me Say you'll always be there All I ever wanted Was for you To know that I care  And the winter is looking fine. I think the sun will shine again. And i feel I've cleaned my mind. All the past is left behind again. I said Goodbye to Romance... | ||||
| WoundedAngel Absolutely spectacular, and 1337 as hell. | posted on 07-30-2001 @ 2:07 PM | | |||
| Psychopath Registered: Jan. 01 | Just a' urchin livin' under the street I'm a hard case that's tough to beat I'm your charity case So buy me somethin' to eat I'll pay you at another time Take it to the end of the line Ragz to richez or so they say Ya gotta-keep pushin' for the fortune and fame It's all a gamble When it's just a game Ya treat it like a capital crime Everybody's doin' their time Take me down To the paradise city Where the grass is green And the girls are pretty Take me home Strapped in the chair of the city's gas chamber Why I'm here I can't quite remember The surgeon general says it's hazardous to breathe I'd have another cigarette but I can't see Tell me who you're gonna believe Take me down To the paradise city Where the grass is green And the girls are pretty Take me home So far away So far away So far away So far away Captain America's been torn apart Now he's a court jester with a broken heart He said- Turn me around and take me back to the start I must be losin' my mind- "Are you blind?" I've seen it all a million times Take me down To the paradise city Where the grass is green And the girls are pretty Take me home  | ||||
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