ticketmaster continues to be worse then aids. like at pretty much the exact time they went on sale i get this error
Sorry, our records show that you have already purchased the maximum amount of seats possible for the K-ROCK PRESALE promotion.
now, if they ment people overall bought the maximum amount, they really need to learn how to word these things better, considering it makes it sound like i bought the max amount already.
fuckers
edit - apparently it was krock fucking up the presale, and if you went through concerthotline.com it worked ok. thats what my gf did and we got them. woooooooooooo
so krock is worse than ticketmaster which is worse than aids.
HITTING BOTTOM ISN'T A WEEKEND RETREAT! IT'S NOT A SEMINAR! ONLY AFTER YOU'VE LOST EVERYTHING ARE YOU FREE TO DO ANYTHING! YOU SEE, YOU LISTEN, BUT YOU DON'T GET IT! YOU HAVE TO FORGET EVERYTHING YOU KNOW, EVERYTHING YOU THINK YOU KNOW!
can you feel like a child?
can you see what i want?
i wanna run through your wicked garden,
heard that's the place to find you,
cuz i'm alive, so alive now
i know the darkness blinds you.
can you see without eyes?
can you speak without lies?
i wanna drink from your naked fountain,
i could drown your sorrows,
i'm gonna burn, burn you alive now,
out of the chains that bind you.
can you see just like a child?
can you see just what i want?
can i bring you back to life?
are you still alive?
burn, burn, burn,
burn your wicked garden down.
burn,burn, burn,
burn your wicked garden to the ground.
can you feel pain inside?
can you love? can you cry?
i wanna run through your wicked garden,
heard that's the place to find you,
cuz i'm alive, so alive know,
out of the dark that blinds you.
can you see just like a child?
can you see just what i want?
can i bring you back to life?
are you still alive?
burn, burn, burn,
burn your wicked garden down.
burn, burn, burn,
burn your wicked garden to the ground.
HITTING BOTTOM ISN'T A WEEKEND RETREAT! IT'S NOT A SEMINAR! ONLY AFTER YOU'VE LOST EVERYTHING ARE YOU FREE TO DO ANYTHING! YOU SEE, YOU LISTEN, BUT YOU DON'T GET IT! YOU HAVE TO FORGET EVERYTHING YOU KNOW, EVERYTHING YOU THINK YOU KNOW!
Hey everybody, where did Mary go?
Where did Mary go?
And where's my only cigarette?
Please think for me, I can't bare to
I'll just lie here for a while
Wet myself, wet my bed
I've readied it all for her, you know
Clean sheets, incense, a lots of fluffy pillows
Now soiled
And where's my cigarette?
Did you check the bathroom, the bathtub?
She sleeps there sometimes
Water cleanses, you know
Washes dirt away, makes new
Maybe she, maybe she, maybe she, maybe, maybe she swam away
HITTING BOTTOM ISN'T A WEEKEND RETREAT! IT'S NOT A SEMINAR! ONLY AFTER YOU'VE LOST EVERYTHING ARE YOU FREE TO DO ANYTHING! YOU SEE, YOU LISTEN, BUT YOU DON'T GET IT! YOU HAVE TO FORGET EVERYTHING YOU KNOW, EVERYTHING YOU THINK YOU KNOW!
Its ok, its ok, ok believe me
Pins in me, pins in me, in me you kill me
the lounge fly
the lounge fly
the fly you bring me
I think Im free but the dogs they
wont release me
I cant give what I take away
And the other understands
She said shed be my woman
She said shed be my man
I cant live this way
Please refill my soul
Don't have a nickel or a dollar but
you feed me
My bottles empty but you always
refuel me
I feel im sinking but you wont
Let me drown me
I wanna fuck, wanna fuck
But do you need me?
I gotta girlfriend, she goes to art school
I gotta art school girlfriend yeah
I gotta girlfriend, she gotta girlfriend
We gotta girlfriend, girlfriend gotta go
She left her home from sweet Alabama
Rose Alabama for the city, New York City yeah
I told you five or four times
I gotta girlfriend, she goes to parties
Underground parties, Andy Warhol everywhere
She wears the leather, I wear the makeup
We'll never break up, been together for a month
She left her home from Sweet Alabama
Rose Alabama for the city, New York City yeah
I told you five or four times
HITTING BOTTOM ISN'T A WEEKEND RETREAT! IT'S NOT A SEMINAR! ONLY AFTER YOU'VE LOST EVERYTHING ARE YOU FREE TO DO ANYTHING! YOU SEE, YOU LISTEN, BUT YOU DON'T GET IT! YOU HAVE TO FORGET EVERYTHING YOU KNOW, EVERYTHING YOU THINK YOU KNOW!
I can't eat
I can't sleep
I can't live
I can't cry
I can't die
I can't walk
I can't talk
Booze
I can booze
Steal your shoes
So I can move
Tumble in the rough
Tumble in the rough
Tumble in the rough
I'm looking for a new meditation
Still looking for a new way to fly
Don't want any plastic validation
Not looking for a new way to die
I made excuses for a million lies
But all I got was humble kidney pie
So what
I'm lookin' for a new stimulation
Quite bored of those inflatable ties
I'm lookin' for a new rock sensation
Dead fish don't swim around in jealous tides
I made excuses for a million lies
But all I got was humble kidney pie
So what
i just got back from the concert. it roooocked so much. i was about 2 or 3 people from the front right in the middle. i was so close i was able touch scott weiland. it was so cool. :bouncer: :bouncer: i felt like a little girl.
the opening band home town hero wasn't that bad. they just had the music really loud so you couldn't hear the singing to much. i hate when bands do that. but the music wasn't that bad.
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Stp - Atlantic city 4/19
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