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Posted: Aug 23, 2007 7:05 pm
 
"If you want to live life on your own terms, you've got to be willing to crash and burn."
Posted: Aug 23, 2007 7:13 pm | Edited by: The Troll
 
Posted: Aug 23, 2007 7:24 pm
 
"I needed money cause I had none"
Posted: Aug 23, 2007 7:26 pm
 
I don't need no one for to give me no pain.
Posted: Aug 23, 2007 7:27 pm
 
I eat vomit, I eat puke
Posted: Aug 23, 2007 7:40 pm
 
You played dead, but you never bled, instead you laid still in the grass, all coiled up and hissin'.
Posted: Aug 23, 2007 7:41 pm
 
I know you specified lines, but here's a song. . .


So now this house has grown too small
Don't think of how it used to be
You say you live now in tomorrow
And there I sense you don't see me
The clock chimes four you'll turn again then
To take pursuit of empty dreams
My sensitivity is dying
You're bound to some day think of me

Chorus:
Hey hey can't you see
Baby don't you lie to me
I know you think that you must go
Well I think that's alright by me

Nervous words and empty motions
Claim symptoms just too plain to pass
I don't know where you think you're going
But you have drained my love at last
Tomorrow I'll be slowly movin'
I can't waste all my days the same
Don't stop to think of where I might be
Don't stop to figure who's to blame
Posted: Aug 23, 2007 7:59 pm
 
You're the top! You're a dance in Bali.
You're the top! You're a hot tamale.
You're an angel, you. Simply too, too, too diveen,
You're a Boticcelli. You're Keats, You're Shelly!
You're Ovaltine!
Posted: Aug 23, 2007 8:00 pm
 
Meet the new boss, same as the old boss.
Posted: Aug 23, 2007 8:30 pm
 
I know you specified lines, but here's a song. . .

I'm so tired, I haven't slept a wink
I'm so tired, my mind is on the blink
I wonder should I get up and fix myself a drink
No,no,no.

I'm so tired I don't know what to do
I'm so tired my mind is set on you
I wonder should I call you but I know what you would do

You'd say I'm putting you on
But it's no joke, it's doing me harm
You know I can't sleep, I can't stop my brain
You know it's three weeks, I'm going insane
You know I'd give you everything I've got
for a little peace of mind

I'm so tired, I'm feeling so upset
Although I'm so tired I'll have another cigarette
And curse Sir Walter Raleigh
He was such a stupid get.

You'd say I'm putting you on
But it's no joke, it's doing me harm
You know I can't sleep, I can't stop my brain
You know it's three weeks, I'm going insane
You know I'd give you everything I've got
for a little peace of mind
I'd give you everything I've got for a little peace of mind

not to mention the music to these lyrics is amongst the best ever written.
Posted: Aug 23, 2007 8:30 pm
 
to live outside the law, you must be honest
Posted: Aug 23, 2007 8:38 pm
 
I walked 47 miles of barbed wire, use a cobra snake for a neck tie
Got a brand new house on the roadside, made out of rattlesnake hide
Got a brand new chimney made on top, made out of human skull
....
I've got a tombstone hand and a graveyard mind...

That song's got so many crazy awesome lines!
Posted: Aug 23, 2007 8:50 pm
 
The beer I had for breakfast wasn't bad so i had one more for dessert.
Posted: Aug 23, 2007 8:52 pm
 
let me eat when i'm hungry
give me drink when i'm dry
two dollars when i'm hard up
and religion when i die
Posted: Aug 23, 2007 8:55 pm
 
"i eats mo chicken than any man seen"
Posted: Aug 23, 2007 9:01 pm
 
I'm a monster. . .got a revved-up teenage head. . .
Posted: Aug 23, 2007 9:30 pm
 
i was born feet first and it shows in the way i think
Posted: Aug 23, 2007 9:51 pm
 
"The struggle to free myself from restraints
becomes
my very shackles."

-Meshuggah, from "Catch 33
Posted: Aug 23, 2007 9:55 pm
 
I couldn't pick the best line(s) because the whole song is so awesome...

Livin' on the road my friend is gonna keep you free and clean
Now you wear your skin like iron, your breath's hard as kerosene
You weren't your momma's only boy, but her favorite one it seems
Began to cry when you said, "good-bye", sank into your dreams.

Poncho was a bandit boys, his horse was fast as polished steel
He wore his gun outside his pants for all the honest world to feel
Poncho met his match, ya know, on the desert down in Mexico
No one heard his dyin' words, but that's the way it goes.

All the Federales say, they could'a had him any day
They only let him go so long, out of kindness I suppose.

Lefty he can't sing the blues, anymore like he used to
The dust that Poncho bit down south, ended up in Lefty's mouth
The day they laid poor Poncho low, Lefty split for O-hio
Where he got the bread to go, ain't nobody knows.

All the Federales say, they could'a had him any day
They only let him slip away, out of kindness I suppose.

The poets tell how Poncho fell, Lefty's livin' in a cheap hotel
The desert's quiet, Cleveland's cold and so the story ends, we're told
Poncho needs your prayers it's true, but save a few for Lefty too
He only did what he had to do but now he's growin' old.

All the Federales say, they could'a had him any day
They only let him slip away, out of kindness I suppose.

All the Federales say, they could'a had him any day
They only let him go so long, out of kindness I suppose.
Posted: Aug 23, 2007 11:25 pm
 
We fired our cannon 'til the barrel melted down.
So we grabbed an alligator and we fought another round.
We filled his head with cannon balls, and powdered his behind
And when we touched the powder off, the gator lost his mind.
Posted: Aug 24, 2007 12:14 am
 
"Oh my god, a rubber! Rubber! Rubber!"
Posted: Aug 24, 2007 12:24 am
 
Feelin' HOT HOT HOT!
Posted: Aug 24, 2007 12:32 am
 
"You do the Hokey-Pokey, and you turn yourself around..."
Posted: Aug 24, 2007 12:42 am
 
They all call her her puta cause no one really knows her name...

...Her mama was mezcan and her daddy was the ace of spades.
Posted: Aug 24, 2007 12:42 am
 
Shes hot as a pepper but smooth as a mexican brew...

...The wings of the blackbird will spread like an eagle for you.
Posted: Aug 24, 2007 12:45 am
 
He was turned to steel
In the great magnetic field
Where he traveled time
For the future of mankind
Posted: Aug 24, 2007 12:48 am
 
"H, I, J, K, L, M, N, O, P"
Posted: Aug 24, 2007 12:48 am
 
Whoops. LMNO should all run together.
Posted: Aug 24, 2007 12:53 am
 
They knew all the right people
They took all the right pills
They threw outrageous parties
They paid heavenly bills
There were lines on the mirror, lines on her face
She pretended not to notice she was caught up in the race
Out every evening until it was light
He was too tired to make it she was too tired to fight about it.
Posted: Aug 24, 2007 1:23 am
 
I'm the catalogue, you the same song.
Posted: Aug 24, 2007 1:27 am
 
eat shit baby oh yeah
Posted: Aug 24, 2007 1:30 am
 
"she named her dog after ike turner.
she called him
bad husband, good songwriter,"
Posted: Aug 24, 2007 1:39 am
 
Pa-pa-pa-pa-punker, rock me!
Punker, punker, rock me!
Pa-pa-pa-pa-punker, rock me!
Punker, punker, rock me!

Su-su-su-su-superstar, superstar... rock me!
Su-su-su-su-superstar, superstar

P-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p... Premier

Amadeus Amadeus, Amadeus
Amadeus Amadeus, Amadeus
Amadeus Amadeus, oh oh oh Amadeus

Amadeus Amadeus, Amadeus
Amadeus Amadeus, Amadeus
Amadeus Amadeus, oh oh oh Amadeus

1756, Salzburg, January 27, Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart is born
1761, at the age of five Amadeus begins composing
1773, he writes his first piano concerto
1782, Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart marries Constance Weber
1784, Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart becomes a free mason
1791, Mozart composes "The Magic Flute"
On December 5th of that same year, Mozart dies
1985, Austrian rock singer Falco records
Rock Me Amadeus!
Posted: Aug 24, 2007 1:43 am
 
Deadly when I play a dope melody
Anything less than the best is a felony
Love it or leave it you better gain weight
You better hit bull's eye the kid don't play
Posted: Aug 24, 2007 1:43 am
 
Take heed 'cause I'm a lyrical poet
Miami's on the scene just in case you didn't know it
My town that created all the bass sound
Enough to shake and kick holes in the ground
Posted: Aug 24, 2007 1:52 am
 
Let's hear it for true love
you know like in the 12 p comics
or on the silver screen-a-with ice cream
boy meets girl
somebody gets run over
oh, everybody cries but I don't know why
I'm a fool i can't be cool
I read-a-one two many books
I believe everything I read, what's written in the sluts filled papers
Posted: Aug 24, 2007 2:03 am
 
Life stinks
I'm seein' pink
I like the Kinks but I can't think
I'm on the brink
I like the Kinks
I'm seein' pink
life stinks
can't wink
I can't blink
I need a drink
life stinks , life stinks, life stinks, life stinks!
Posted: Aug 24, 2007 2:17 am | Edited by: skank police
 
I'm the type of guy that likes to make his livin' runnin' round...
and I don't need a stranger to tell be that my baby's let me down.
I been a long lost soul for a long, long, time.
Yeah, I been around, everybody ought to know what's on my mind.
Do you think I'm lonesome? Well, so do I...so do I.
Posted: Aug 24, 2007 2:20 am
 
I'm going to the river right down to the very landing, that women put me out, she don't have no understanding
I feel so bad, I think I'm gonna cry
I'm going to the river, gonna bid this world goodbye
I'm going down to the river I'm gonna jump overboard and drown
cause my baby put me out blues
Posted: Aug 24, 2007 2:23 am
 
Whoops. LMNO should all run together.

Elemeno.
Posted: Aug 24, 2007 2:25 am
 
(What they do!)

(They smile in your face)
All the time they want to take your place
The back stabbers (back stabbers)

So are they there to see my woman ?
I don't even be home but they just keep on comin'
What can I do to get on the right track
I wish they'd take some of these knives off my back
Posted: Aug 24, 2007 2:26 am
 
"The sun is not yellow, it's chicken!"
Posted: Aug 24, 2007 2:27 am
 
"A soap impression of his wife Which he ate And donated to the National Trust".
Posted: Aug 24, 2007 2:30 am
 
"I got nipples on my titties ,big as the end of my thumb . I got sumpin tween my legs dat'll make a dead man come"
Posted: Aug 24, 2007 3:06 am
 
...and it was hard to avoid/
jackin' off and taking pictures with my polaroid
Posted: Aug 24, 2007 4:37 am
 
Evil poppin eye presst up to the opening
Hed slide shut the lil perforated hatch...at night mah body
Blusht
To the whistle of the birch
With a lil practice ah soon learnt to use in on mahself
Punishment? ! reward!! punishment? ! reward!!
Well, ah tied on...percht on mah bed ah was...
Sticken a needle in mah arm...

Ah tied off! fucken wings burst out mah back
(like ah was cuttin teeth!!)
Ah took off!!!
(rats in paradise! rats in paradise!)
Theres a mutiny in heaven!
Posted: Aug 24, 2007 4:48 am
 
I pull strings like Jimi Hendrix/
rhyme over beats that go back to the days of Eddie Kendricks


I come out my mama's pussy. I'm on welfare/
26 years and I'm still on welfare
So I gotta get paid fully/
whether it's trufully or untrufully
Posted: Aug 24, 2007 5:05 am
 
"The only two things in life that make it worth livin' are guitars that tune good and firm feelin women".


"But when it comes to music my friend, I believe these words are as true as St. John the Revelators
Our Mr. Vaughn was the best that there ever was and no band was cooler than the 13th Floor Elevators".
Posted: Aug 24, 2007 5:14 am
 
Now you play a pretty good fiddle, boy, but give the devil his due.
I bet a fiddle of gold against your soul, 'cos I think I'm better than you.
Posted: Aug 24, 2007 5:31 am
 
"Bitch you got herpes in ya ass, every time you fuck a nigga he dies fast...and you won't last your pussy break down from a rash"
ODB
Posted: Aug 24, 2007 5:36 am
 
Now you play a pretty good fiddle, boy, but give the devil his due.
I bet a fiddle of gold against your soul, 'cos I think I'm better than you.


OK, but what the fuck does this mean:

Chicken in the bread pin, pickin' out dough.
"Granny, does your dog bite?"
"No, child, no."

?????
Posted: Aug 24, 2007 6:29 am
 
\"Bitch you got herpes in ya ass, every time you fuck a nigga he dies fast...and you won\'t last your pussy break down from a rash\"
ODB


The 1st 2 albums are loaded with the wisdom known as \"straight up ODB type shit.\" If that weren\'t enough, the covers on both of those records are awesome!
Posted: Aug 24, 2007 12:00 pm
 
"And I need you more than want you
and I want you for all time..."

Fuck you, Wichita Lineman...
Posted: Aug 24, 2007 2:14 pm
 
"I'm more than just a little bit curious
how you're planning to go about making your amends
to the dead."

-Maynard on A Perfect Circle's "The Noose"
Posted: Aug 24, 2007 2:16 pm
 
Chicken in the bread pin, pickin' out dough.
"Granny, does your dog bite?"
"No, child, no."




she can no longer reach orgasm
Posted: Aug 24, 2007 2:16 pm
 
i may look like robert frost but i feel like jesse james
Posted: Aug 24, 2007 3:09 pm
 
only the devil can equal you
Posted: Aug 24, 2007 3:19 pm
 
"Show me them teeth, give us them braces. Show us the dental work which puts fear on 12-year-old faces."

"She looked at me, long and hard, like a painting she didn't understand."

"We knocked 'em dead in Dallas..."
Posted: Aug 24, 2007 4:04 pm
 
if I'm gonna have a puke you bet yer life I'll puke on you
Posted: Aug 24, 2007 4:08 pm
 
Pussy, weed, and alcohol, I love that shit dog
Posted: Aug 24, 2007 4:30 pm
 
Sanitation expert and a maintenance engineer
Garbageman and janitor and you, my dear.
Real union flight attendant, my oh my
You ain't nothin but a waitress in the sky.
Posted: Aug 24, 2007 4:55 pm
 
When I ran a phrase in June
You didn't catch it 'til December.
-Plug 1
Posted: Aug 24, 2007 4:57 pm
 
you down with opp?
yeah, you know me.
Posted: Aug 24, 2007 5:08 pm
 
You used to hear our fights half a block away
I'm wondering now which ones I could have lost to make her stay
Posted: Aug 24, 2007 5:19 pm
 
Been days when it pleased me to be on my knees, watchin' ants as they crawl cross the ground.
Been insane on a train, but I'm still me again, and the place that I hold you is true.
Cause I'd have to be crazy, plum out of my mind, to fall out of love with you.
Posted: Aug 24, 2007 5:34 pm
 
I went down
to her hole
looked around
it got OLD.
Posted: Aug 24, 2007 5:36 pm
 
Yes, I wish that for just one time
You could stand inside my shoes
You'd know what a drag it is
To see you

oh and

you like my personality i like your tittie(s?)
Posted: Aug 24, 2007 5:51 pm
 
you stepped on me so many times
i feel i am a broken man
you lift me up
only to drive the nails back into my hands
Posted: Aug 24, 2007 5:54 pm
 
Now I look back & wonder
About the lack of stress I must've been under
How the shit got fucked up & tainted
How my mind left ... got up & went away
I said I never want it to be like that again
To keep myself from wonderin'
How the rock'n'roll
Doesn't sound the same
Anymore
Posted: Aug 24, 2007 5:55 pm
 
I'll eat pussy till the day I die
For my last meal I want a big hair-pie
And if I make it to those pearly gates
I hope some angel wants her pussy ate

I eat pussy, I eat pussy
Posted: Aug 24, 2007 5:59 pm
 
I watch you from my window
You're workin' in your yard
You're hangin' up your laundry
and my prick is gettin' hard

You think that I'm just friendly
but I'm really not that kind
Buttfuckin' you is always on my mind

Buttfuckin' you is always on my mind
I wanna feel your body next to mine
You think that I'm just friendly
but I'm really not that kind
Buttfuckin' you is always on my mind
Posted: Aug 24, 2007 5:59 pm | Edited by: Stephanie
 
from, as asinglespark would say, the greatest Friday 5:00pm song (it's Friday!):

I'm so tired of working everyday
Now the weekend's come I'm gonna throw my troubles away
If you've got the can fare mister you'll do alright
I want to see the bright lights tonight

Meet me at the startion don't be late
I need to spend some money and it just won't wait
Take me to the dance and hold me tight
I want to see the bright lights tonight

There's crazy people running all over town
There's a silver band just marching up and down
And the big boys are all spoiling for a fight
I want to see the bright lights tonight

Meet me at the starion don't be late
I need to spend some money and it just won't wait
Take me to the dance and hold me tight
I want to see the bright lights tonight

A couple if drunken nights rolling on the floor
Is just the kind of mess I'm looking for
I'm gonna dreak 'till Monday comes in sight
I want to see the brights lights tonight
Posted: Aug 24, 2007 6:02 pm
 
Get down and start lickin'
Like its a piece of Kentucky Fried Chicken
Pussy ain't nuthin' but skin on a bone
So suck it or fuck it or leave it alone
Posted: Aug 24, 2007 6:04 pm
 
I'd crawl across 50 good pussies just to get to one fat boy's asshole.
Posted: Aug 24, 2007 6:12 pm
 
Here you go, HG

I saw this song performed live once!
Posted: Aug 24, 2007 6:14 pm
 
Great! My favorite line...

Your pinky in her ass and your other in her hole
Your tongue move fast like a drum roll...
If your girl can't come this way,
I guess she's not ready, come back another day
Posted: Aug 24, 2007 6:19 pm
 
Marzie dotes and dozey dotes and little amsy-divy, a kid'll-e divy too
Posted: Aug 24, 2007 6:21 pm
 
Papa ooh mir mir papa ooh mir mir papa ooh mir mir papa ooh mir mir
Ee-ee-ee ee-ee
I saw I was the first one there and so I was surprised
To see the Martians twist and stomp before my very eyes
They did the locomotion and the hully-gully too
I couldn't name a single dance the Martians couldn't do
Ee-ee-ee ee-ee the Martian Hop ee-ee-ee ee-ee-ee-ee
Posted: Aug 24, 2007 7:04 pm
 
My favorite Larry Pierce line has gotta be:

I'll eat pussy 'til the day I die
My last meal will be a big hair pie
And when I make it to that pearly gate,
I hope some angel wants her pussy ate.

GENIUS!
Posted: Aug 24, 2007 8:20 pm | Edited by: sixelsix
 
You've been laying eggs under my skin
And now they're hatching out under my chin
Now there's tiny insects showing through
And all them tiny insects look like you
Posted: Aug 24, 2007 8:30 pm
 
Lemonade was a popular drink and it still is
I get more props doin stunts den Bruce Willis
Posted: Aug 24, 2007 8:36 pm
 
MERRY GO! MERRY GO! MERRY GO ROUND! BOH ! BOH! BOH!
Posted: Aug 24, 2007 8:43 pm
 
Put another log on the fire.
Cook me up some bacon and some beans.
And go out to the car and change the tyre.
Wash my socks and sew my old blue jeans.
Come on, baby, you can fill my pipe,
And then go fetch my slippers.
And boil me up another pot of tea.
Then put another log on the fire, babe,
And come and tell me why you're leaving me.

Now don't I let you wash the car on Sunday?
Don't I warn you when you're gettin fat?
Ain't I a-gonna take you fishin' with me someday?
Well, a man can't love a woman more than that.
Ain't I always nice to your kid sister?
Don't I take her driving every night?
So, sit here at my feet 'cos I like you when you're sweet,
And you know it ain't feminine to fight.

So, put another log on the fire.
Cook me up some bacon and some beans.
Go out to the car and lift it up and change the tyre.
Wash my socks and sew my old blue jeans.
Come on, baby, you can fill my pipe,
And then go fetch my slippers.
And boil me up another pot of tea.
Then put another log on the fire, babe,
And come and tell me why you're leaving me.
Posted: Aug 24, 2007 8:56 pm
 
I'd crawl across 50 good pussies just to get to one fat boy's asshole.

Yes!
Posted: Aug 24, 2007 9:25 pm
 
"i'm alright in my baby's book"
Posted: Aug 24, 2007 10:24 pm
 
My name is Jimmy. Don't call me Horatio.
You're such a sucker, I'm gonna call you fellatio.
Posted: Aug 24, 2007 11:45 pm
 
Get down and start lickin'


I been down
and baby you can tell
Posted: Aug 25, 2007 12:12 am
 
I'm Drinkin'
I'm Smokin'
I'm Stinkin'
from Pokin'
Posted: Aug 25, 2007 12:32 am
 
She's gonna get a ticket now sooner or later
Cause she can't keep her foot off the accelerator.
-and-
Woke up, got out of bed, ran a comb across mt head.
Posted: Aug 25, 2007 5:52 am
 
Easily I approach/
the microphone 'cuz I ain't no joke
Tell yo mama to get offa my tip/
I have no time to give her my dick
I'm gonna hold it and walk around the stage/
and if you fuck up I'm gonna get my gauge
and unload the barrel and laugh/
'cuz I'm puttin' lead in your motherfuckin' ass


Or something like 'at
Posted: Aug 25, 2007 6:49 am
 
You take a girl out. She won't fuck you. You just bought her a gram of coke. Spend all of your money on shitty durgs. Oh. No. I'm not a loser. No way, man.
Posted: Aug 25, 2007 8:14 am
 
And I'll tell you what I think. I think the whole world stinks, and I don't need no shrink. I just HATE IT!!
Posted: Aug 25, 2007 8:23 am
 
and dont eat last nights tacos early in the morning
you could die
oh i know
you could DIE
and i dont want to DIE
keep a wonderin why...
i dont care,
im gonna
BOOGIE TILL MY BRAINS FALL OUT

-monda '74
Posted: Aug 25, 2007 8:27 am
 
Miss Jennifer Jones is lying dead on my porch, doont doo-doo doo-ooon!
Miss Jennifer Jones!

The story of this song starts out in Nebraska. I had a farm, a cow, a penguin and a Negro slave.
Miss Jennifer Jones is lying dead on my porch, doont doo-doo doo-ooon!
Miss Jennifer Jones!

The very next day a kid around three foot five came around my house - started throwin' avocados at my cow! carrots at my penguin! he threw a rotten tomato at my penguin! it was terrible so I killed him. Blood was coming out of his nose, it was coming out of everywhere, oh it was terrible!!
Miss Jennifer Jones is lying dead on my porch, doont doo-doo doo-ooon!
Ah Miss Jennifer Jones!

So the very next day the grandfather came, the grandmother came, the grandchildren came - oh they tried to kill me so I started shootin' 'em - kssh kssh kssh kssh! Oh, they were just lying dead all over the place! So I told my slave to put 'em in the garage.
Miss Jennifer Jones is lying dead on my porch, doont doo-doo doo-ooon!
Ah Miss Jennifer Jones!
[coughs] (Excuse me) Doont doo-doo doo-ooon . . .
Ah Miss Jennifer Jones!

Oh it was becoming a terrible thing, the sheriff was coming around and all his deputies . . . I was killing everybody! Oh my garage, it looked like Hitler's Nazi camp, it was terrible!! I killed everybody in the territory!!
Miss Jennifer Jones is lying dead on my porch, doont doo-doo doo-ooon!
Ah Miss Jennifer Jones!

So let's get to the other half of this story . . . We talk about Jennifer Jones. (Doont doo-doo doo-ooon . . . ) She lived in Massachusetts . . . (Doont doo-doo doo-ooon . . . ) And she, uh, she used to be, uh, a small-time hooker, she only charged like, uh, twenty-five dollars a throw - SO ONE DAY SOMEBODY WOULDN'T PAY HER! SO SHE KILLED HIM!! Oh, it was all bad, blood comin' out of everywhere . . . she had to run from the scene!
Miss Jennifer Jones is lying dead on my porch, doont doo-doo doo-ooon!
Ah Miss Jennifer Jones! Doont doo-doo doo -

Everybodyandtheycameafterhershekilled - oh, she just hated men! She went, oh she'd go to bars and she'd look in the bars and she'd go, "Me-en!!" . . . and she'd start shootin' 'em - kssh kssh kssh kssh! Ears would fall off - oh it was terrible! SHE WAS THE MOST WANTED WOMAN IN MASSACHUSETTS!!!
Miss Jennifer Jones is lying dead on my porch, doont doo-doo doo-ooon!
Ah Miss Jennifer Jones!

So Miss Jennifer Jones bein' so wanted an' everything started comin' t'wards MY way! (Doont doo-doo doo-ooon . . . ) Coming closer! (Doont doo-doo doo-ooon . . . ) And closer, heh heh! (Doont doo-doo doo) Finally she got around to my territory - she went around, she went lookin' for people - SHE COULDN'T FIND NOBODY!! "Where is everybody, ooh this is terrible!"
Miss Jennifer Jones is lying dead on my porch, doont doo-doo doo-ooon!
Ah Miss Jennifer Jones!

So finally she kept looking and looking and looking - she finally got to my house and she said, "How come there's nobody around here?" So I told her, I said, "Go look in my garage!" So she went over to my garage and she goes, "Oh . . . ohhh!! . . . " And she came back to me and she said "Who killed all those people in your garage, did y'ever see it?!!" "It's my garage, I've seen it."
Miss Jennifer Jones is lying dead on my porch, doont doo-doo doo-ooon!
Ah Miss Jennifer Jones!

So she got all uptight an' screamed an' everythin' an' she said, "You're mean! You're a terrible person!! I'm gonna KILL YOU!!!" KSSSH!! . . . and there she was - dead on my porch!!!
Miss Jennifer Jones is lying dead on my porch, doont doo-doo doo-ooon!
I say Jennifer Jones! Doont doo-doo doo-ooon . . .
Posted: Aug 25, 2007 3:46 pm
 
I'll make him eat it with my period on. -Trina
Posted: Aug 25, 2007 4:01 pm
 
I saw the best of my generation playing pinball
Make-up on, all caked up
Looking like some kind of china doll
With all of Adolf Hitler's moves down cold
As they stood up in front
Of a rock and roll band
And always moving upward and ever upward
To this gentle golden promised land
With the smartest of them all
Moonlighting as a word processor
And the strongest of them all
Checking IDs outside a saloon
And the prettiest of all
Taking off her clothes
In front of men
Whose eyes look like they were in some little hick town
Near Omaha
Watching the police chief
Run his car off the side of a bridge

I saw a men with dreams
Like the ones I'd had
Beg quarters outside the Seven-Eleven
Till it got so they didn't affect me anymore
Than the mailboxes I'd passed
'Cept that sometimes
I'd put somthing in the mailbox

I'd had the wind at my back
Now I felt it cold in my face
And for an awful long time now
You were the only one who ever
Called me late at night
And I really never noticed
Till after you stopped calling
And the emptiness
And silence
Got so heavy

Broken up in the wasteland
Broken up in the promised land
Broken up in Disneyland
Broken up in the plastic land
Broken up in the wasteland
Broken up in the wasteland
Broken up in the wasteland

I saw dead Marilyn Monroe
Strung up on every street corner in Hollywood
Like some two bit whore
Offering a discount rate
And I wondered how Joe Dimaggio felt
I saw dead James Dean's ghost
Wandering the sidewalk looking troubled
And I wondered how his mama felt
I saw signs that said "Headshots done for cheap"
Signs that said "Extras wanted, top dollars paid"
Signs for "Haircuts"
Signs for "Manicures"
And signs for "Tanning salons"
And signs for "Wardrobe specialists"
Signs for "Cosmetic surgery"
And signs for "Assertiveness training"
And I stopped to read them all

And every single block
Looked like every single block
Looked like every single block
Looked like every single block
But she kept driving
'Cause everyone else kept driving
And cause gridlock is evil
And not knowing anywhere is evil

And those that had money
Looked good but weren't too happy
And those who didn't have money
Didn't look so good and weren't too happy either
And in a city of three million
Two hundred and sixty nine thousand
Nine hundred eighty four
Everyone was lonely

Broken up in the wasteland
Broken up in the promised land
Broken up in Disneyland
Broken up in the plastic land
Broken up in the wasteland
Broken up in the wasteland
Broken up in the wasteland

And I watched as everyone I knew
Spent their lives
Trying to be watched on stage
Watched on film
Or listened to on a record
And they thought
"Well, maybe that way
I could get a little love out of this life"
And I watched as the best of my generation
Abandoned their dreams
And settled for making a little money
I watched TV
Read the papers
Listend to the radio
And made all the fancy scenes
And said all the right words
And wore all the right clothes
And knew the names of the hip people
But I still felt out of touch
So I stopped watching TV
And reading the papers
And listening to the radio
And making the fancy scenes
And saying the right words
And wearing the right clothes
And knowing the names of the hip people
And I felt more out of touch than ever
But I didn't care anymore

And I felt you slipping away
And I felt myself slipping from you
And I wanted more than anything else
For it to rain for one whole day
Like it used to
But all there ever was was sun
Relentless sun
Hot beating sun
And everyone wore their sunglasses
And walked around like flies
Under magnifyng glass
With their eyes removed

Broken up in the wasteland
Broken up in the promised land
Broken up in Disneyland
Broken up in the plastic land
Broken up in the wasteland
Broken up in the wasteland
Broken up in the wasteland
Posted: Aug 25, 2007 5:02 pm
 
Silence from the junkies in the corner/
Silence from the tweaker. Jonesin'. Comin' off a bad trip.
It's like jail. If you want a place to stay you've gotta be silent night and day. We don't want the pigs bustin' where we crash/
So listen to me ya fuckin' white trash
Posted: Aug 25, 2007 5:06 pm
 
one song with two great lines

"I don't care about broken heart stories, I don't care about wha-cha done. All I care is if you ain't 16; don't you tell no one"

"And don't ya get, no Ideas 'bout 'tryin to make me yours. What makes you think yer better than, a million other whores?"
Posted: Aug 25, 2007 7:49 pm
 
Nicotine, Valium, Vicodin, Marijuana, Ecstasy and Alcohol
C-C-C-C-COCAINE!!!!!
Posted: Aug 26, 2007 8:24 pm
 
Quack! Quack! Peanut duck!
Posted: Aug 26, 2007 9:21 pm
 
Spoken introduction:
Nicholas! Albert! Look, I don't know where they are, but I'd like you to meet
my two pals, my buddies, my two amigos. I'll tell you all about them - well...
------------------------------

I never gargled, I never gambled, I never smoked at all.
Until I met my two good amigos, Nick Teen and Al K. Hall.

Strange as it seems, I met in my dreams, Nick Teen and Al K. Hall.
Here's what they said to me, 'Use your head, just see your life is very, very dull"

Well, I never gargled, I never gambled, I never smoked at all.
Until I met my two good amigos, Nick Teen and Al K. Hall.

So I said to Nick, 'Nick tell me quick, what should a fellow do?'
He said to me, 'Boy, easy to see boy, you should try a cigarette or two.'

Well, I never gargled, I never gambled, I never smoked at all.
Until I met my two good amigos, Nick Teen and Al K. Hall.

So I lit a fag, and I took a drag, then to my great surprise,
I started to gasp, and coughed like a rasp,
And everything spun round before my eyes.

Well, I never gargled, I never gambled, I never smoked at all.
Until I met my two good amigos, Nick Teen and Al K. Hall.

So I said to Al, 'Al, be a pal, what do you really think?'
He said to me, 'Boy, easy to see boy, smoking's kid's stuff, pour yourself a drink.'

Well, I never gargled, I never gambled, I never smoked at all.
Until I met my two good amigos, Nick Teen and Al K. Hall.

So quick as a wink, I took a drink, swigged a glassful down.
First it seemed to hit me, then it turned around and bit me,
And everything went all spinning round.

Well, I never gargled, I never gambled, I never smoked at all.
Until I met my two good amigos, Nick Teen and Al K. Hall.

Well, here is the joke, when I awoke, it wasn't finished yet,
I noticed first a terrible thirst
And then a craving for a cigarette.

Well, I never gargled, I never gambled, I never smoked at all.
Until I met my two good amigos, Nick Teen and Al K. Hall.

Well, take my advice, this smoking is nice and the drinking is really lush.
As you can see, there's no change in me,
I'm still as pure as the driven slush.

Well, I never gargled, I never gambled, I never smoked at all.
Until I met my two good amigos, Nick Teen and Al K. Hall.
Posted: Aug 26, 2007 11:36 pm
 
Maybe I'll become a playboy/Hang around in gay bars/And move to the west side of town

The snarly delivery makes it in my book.
Posted: Aug 28, 2007 3:05 am
 
"Capitalize on a random snippet of sound
Orchestras emerge from the spoon and plate
Sinatras blacked, leaping from the logorhythm
Menstrual rhythm
Biorhythm..."

Homosexuals
"Vociferous Slam"
Posted: Sep 13, 2007 5:11 pm
 
I hate working, it's so stupid
I'd much rather not have to do it
If you really love me honey,
Get another job and send me the money.
Posted: Sep 13, 2007 6:19 pm
 
If people knew that
I could make you do that
then everyone would say, "He's quite a guy!"
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