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I know this name, but never heard something from her, I think.
When you find a big kettle of crazy, it's best not to stir it. --Dilbert cartoon
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I will post some lyrics. She is different too. In her own special way. She is a poet <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> I will see what I can find (links etc).
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Deeper Than The Holler
Well I've heard those city singers singin 'bout how they can love Deeper than the oceans higher than the stars above Well I come from the country and I know I ain't seen it all But I heard that oceans salty and those stars they sometimes fall But that would not do justice to the way I feel for you So I have to sing this song about all the things I knew
My love is deeper that the holler, stronger than the rivers Higher than the pine trees growin' tall upon the hill My love is purer than the snowflakes that fall in late December And honest as a robin on a springtime window sill And longer than the song of the Whippoorwill
From the backroads to the broadway shows with a million miles between There's a least a million love songs that people love to sing And everyone is different and everyone's the same So this is just another way of sayin' the same thing
My love is deeper that the holler, stronger than the rivers Higher than the pine trees growin' tall upon the hill My love is purer than the snowflakes that fall in late December And honest as a robin on a springtime window sill And longer than the song of the Whippoorwill
My love is deeper that the holler, stronger than the rivers Higher than the pine trees growin' tall upon the hill My love is purer than the snowflakes that fall in late December And honest as a robin on a springtime window sill And longer than the song of the Whippoorwill Forever And Ever Amen
You may think that I'm talking foolish You've heard that I'm wild & I'm free You may wonder how I can promise you now This love that I'm feeling for you always will be You're not just time that I'm killing I'm no longer one of those guys As sure as I live this love that I give Is gonna be yours till the day that I die -- Oh baby
I'm gonna love you forever, forever & ever amen As long as old men sit & talk about the weather As long as old women sit & talk about old men If you wonder how long I'll be faithfull I'll be happy to tell you again I'm gonna love you forever & ever, forever & ever Amen
They say that time takes it's toll on a body Makes a young girl's brown hair turn grey But honey, I don't care, i ain't in love with your hair And if it all fell out I'd still love you anyway They say that time can play tricks on a memory And people forget things they knew It's easy to see it's happening to me I've already forgotten every woman but you --- Oh baby
I'm gonna love you forever, forever & ever amen As long as old men sit & talk about the weather As long as old women sit & talk about old men If you wonder how long I'll be faithfull Just listen to how this song ends I'm gonna love you forever & ever forever & ever Forever & ever Forever & ever Amen
Three Wooden Crosses
A farmer and a teacher, a hooker and a preacher, Ridin' on a midnight bus bound for Mexico. One's headed for vacation, one for higher education, An' two of them were searchin' for lost souls. That driver never ever saw the stop sign. An' eighteen wheelers can't stop on a dime.
There are three wooden crosses on the right side of the highway, Why there's not four of them, Heaven only knows. I guess it's not what you take when you leave this world behind you, It's what you leave behind you when you go.
That farmer left a harvest, a home and eighty acres, The faith an' love for growin' things in his young son's heart. An' that teacher left her wisdom in the minds of lots of children: Did her best to give 'em all a better start. An' that preacher whispered: "Can't you see the Promised Land?" As he laid his blood-stained bible in that hooker's hand.
There are three wooden crosses on the right side of the highway, Why there's not four of them, Heaven only knows. I guess it's not what you take when you leave this world behind you, It's what you leave behind you when you go.
That's the story that our preacher told last Sunday. As he held that blood-stained bible up, For all of us to see. He said: "Bless the farmer, and the teacher, an' the preacher; "Who gave this Bible to my mamma, "Who read it to me."
There are three wooden crosses on the right side of the highway, Why there's not four of them, now I guess we know. It's not what you take when you leave this world behind you, It's what you leave behind you when you go.
There are three wooden crosses on the right side of the highway.
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When you find a big kettle of crazy, it's best not to stir it. --Dilbert cartoon
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Hed pe - Swan Dive
I climb, hand over hand, closing my eyes Too scared to look down I climb, hand over hand Putting distance between I and I and the ground
I get to the top I stand on the edge I look to the sky, and say all my prayers
(Chorus) What could be better than a swan dive into the asphalt I don't know, nothing can be better than a swan dive into the asphalt
You should ask somebody,. Cause I've got nothing to lose tonight I misplaced my life tonight, chased all my friends away tonight I don't say the right things I don't look the right way That's just not me I listen to my music too loud, a watch too much damn TV
Tell me, who can control the flood? No one Where are the angels? Nowhere Where's the honesty? Nowhere Where's the compassion? Nowhere Who knows the truth? No one Who will believe in me? No one Who will stand by me? No one Who will fly with me? No one
I climb, hand over hand, closing my eyes Too scared to look down I climb, hand over hand Putting distance between I and I and the ground
I get to the top, stand on the edge, look to the sky
There's nothing left for me.
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A holler is a yell. You know when you yell loudly to get someone's attention far away. Holler is just another word for yell.
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Holyier (spelling) as in "Holyier than thou" is what she was meaning, i am thinking <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/think.gif" alt="" />, my spelling is attrosh...Doh!, attrotus..Doh!...awful <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/biggrin.gif" alt="" />
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American Soldier
I'm just trying to be a father, Raise a daughter and a son, Be a lover to their mother, Everything to everyone. Up and at 'em bright and early, I'm all in my business suit, Yeah, I'm dressed for success from my head down to my boots, I don't do it for money, there's still bills that I can't pay, I don't do it for the glory, I just do it anyway, Providing for our future's my responsibility, Yeah I'm real good under pressure, being all that I can be, And I can't call in sick on Mondays when the weekends been to strong, I just work straight through the holidays, And sometimes all night long. You can bet that I stand ready when the wolf growls at the door, Hey, I'm solid, hey I'm steady, hey I'm true down to the core, And I will always do my duty, no matter what the price, I've counted up the cost, I know the sacrafice, Oh, and I don't want to die for you, But if dyin's asked of me, I'll bear that cross with an honor, 'Cause freedom don't come free. I'm an american soldier, an american, Beside my brothers and my sisters I will proudly take a stand, When liberty's in jeopardy I will always do what's right, I'm out here on the front lines, sleep in peace tonight. American soldier, I'm an American, An American, An American Soldier
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Why is everybody always pickin' on me?
The morn' The morn' The morn'
The morn' that I was born my old man beat up the doctor He clocked the doctor 'cause the doctor said I looked like Chewbacca The doctor said sir you're misled sir which infers you mistook me I did not mean your lovely wife was shackin' up with a Wookiee What I mean is Wolverine is less hairy than your son He's looks like Chewie Baba Booey Baba Booey and a "Hong Kong Phooey" all in one To put it mild your newborn child's completely nutty fufu lookin' I'd shove him back into the oven until he is done cookin'
But why's everybody always pickin' on me? 'Cause my fifteen-year-old cousin has less acne But why's everybody always pickin' on me? Ain't brushed them teeth since 1983 But why's everybody always pickin' on me? 'Cause you've got the grooming habits of a chimpanzee But why's everybody always pickin' on me? 'Cause you're white but got a nose like Bill Cosby
Why's everybody always pickin' on me? Always pickin' and rippin' apart poor ol' Jimmy Pop Ali I got a schnoz like the Cos but there's a lot more wrong with you So back me up Bill yeah and you're ugly too So what if I brush my teeth with a piece of cheddar cheese Or wear a fishnet shirt by Chams with my Sergio Valenti jeans And my mirror never lies but it always verifies I got more cheese and pepperoni than a homemade pizza pie You compare me to a Monchichi but I don't understand Why I'm scorned like I'm deformed like the Elephant Man And yeah I took my mom to the prom but hey she asked me first But at least this time I didn't find my date in the back of a hearse About as popular with the girls as Englebert Humperdinck And that might be 'cause everybody calls me Shrinky Dink I know I'm known as Polaroid I'm not a total retard It's 'cause I'm done in sixty seconds and you'll still want it enlarged
But why's everybody always pickin' on me? 'Cause you wore velour flares until the late Eighties But why's everybody always pickin' on me? 'Cause you run like a girl and you sit down to pee But why's everybody always pickin' on me? 'Cause your only school chum was the lunch lady But why's everybody always pickin' on me? You took your mom to the prom but got lucky
Like that episode where Gilligan gets sick of being teased And he breaks into the Professor's lab and makes some L.S.D. Peaks freaks and eats the Skipper's brains then beats Ginger with coconuts As Mr. Howell and Lovey burn alive inside of their grass hut Oh he'll kill again that Gilligan they should have let him be And like a postal clerk I'll go berserk if you don't stop teasin' me See the trick is only pick on those that can't do you no harm Like the drummer from Def Leppard's only got one arm The drummer from Def Leppard's only got one arm The drummer from Def Leppard's only got one arm The drummer from Def Leppard's only got one arm The drummer from Def Leppard's only got one arm The drummer from Def Leppard's only got one arm The drummer from Def Leppard's only got one arm The drummer from Def Leppard's only got one arm The drummer from Def Leppard's only got one arm
But why's everybody always pickin' on me? 'Cause my fifteen-year-old cousin has less acne But why's everybody always pickin' on me? Ain't brushed them teeth since 1983 But why's everybody always pickin' on me? 'Cause you've got the grooming habits of a chimpanzee But why's everybody always pickin' on me? 'Cause you're white but got a nose like Bill Cosby But why's everybody always pickin' on me? 'Cause you wore velour flares until the late Eighties But why's everybody always pickin' on me? 'Cause you run like a girl and you sit down to pee But why's everybody always pickin' on me? 'Cause your only school chum was the lunch lady But why's everybody always pickin' on me? 'Cause no one likes you monkey boy
" Road rage, air rage. Why should I be forced to divide my rage into seperate categories? To me, it's just one big, all-around, everyday rage. I don't have time for distinctions. I'm too busy screaming at people. " -George Carlin
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Lucretia (Music, lyrics: Mustaine, Ellefson)
Sitting up, late at night I tiptoe through the darkness Cold as hell, black as spades Aware of my immediate surrounding In my place I escape up into my hideout Hiding from everyone My friends all say, "Dave you're mental anyway" hey! Drift into a deeper state I stalk the cobwebbed stairways Dirt grits between my feet The stair creaks, I precariously sneak
Hypnosis guides my hand I slipside through the walkways Sit in granny's rockin' chair Memories are whirling by, yeah Reminisce in the attic Lucretia waits impatiently Cobwebs make me squint The cobra so eloquently glints Moonbeams surge through the sky The crystal ball's energized Surely that like the cat waiting Lucretia rocks away
" Road rage, air rage. Why should I be forced to divide my rage into seperate categories? To me, it's just one big, all-around, everyday rage. I don't have time for distinctions. I'm too busy screaming at people. " -George Carlin
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Yo Joe! He'll fight for freedom where ever there's trouble. GI Joe is there.
It's GI Joe against Cobra the enemy Fighting to save the day. He never gives up. He's always there, Fighting for freedom over land and air
GI Joe- A real American hero GI Joe is there
GI Joe is the codename for American's daring, highly trained special mission force. It's purpose, to defend human freedom against Cobra- a ruthless, terrorist organization determined to rule the world.
He never gives up. He'll stay til the fight's won. GI Joe will dare.
GI Joe- A real American hero GI Joe
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Batman te te te te te te te te batman! te te te te batman batman batman
It's one of these days...
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Erhhh please forgive my intrusion but I think that faile wants to point something out by that GI JOE song? (BTW I hated those cartoons, too much violence).
And Batman???
You know Smashing Pumpkins wrote a great song for Batman movie....
At least write japaneese lyrics from manga series. Sailormoon for instance...
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They're Pinky and The Brain Yes, Pinky and The Brain One is a genius The other's insane. They're laboratory mice Their genes have been spliced They're dinky They're Pinky and The Brain, Brain, Brain, Brain Brain, Brain, Brain, Brain Brain. Before each night is done Their plan will be unfurled By the dawning of the sun They'll take over the world. They're Pinky and The Brain Yes, Pinky and The Brain Their twilight campaign Is easy to explain. To prove their mousey worth They'll overthrow the Earth They're dinky They're Pinky and The Brain, Brain, Brain, Brain Brain, Brain, Brain, Brain Narf!
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Pinky : Gee, Brain, what do you want to do today? Brain : The same thing we do every day, Pinky... Endure Elmyra, then try to take over the world! (squeeze) P+B : Agh! Elmyra: (giggle)
Chorus: The situation's changed For Pinky and the Brain No laboratory Alone in the rain. And someone's looking 'round For where they might be found It's stinky For Pinky and the Brain, Brain, Brain, Brain, Brain, Brain, Brain, Brain, Brain.
Their pressure magnified With every lab they tried They had to flee constantly Needing a place to hide.
Trapped inside a store A girl ran in the door She bought a discount turtle But ended up with more.
Elmyra: Furry things are nice I love my talking mice I take them to school And make them eat rice. I spray them with perfume In my own bedroom Chorus: They're crinkly And often in great pain, pain, pain, pain, Pain, pain, pain, pain, Brain.
So Pinky and the Brain Share a new domain It's what the network wants Why bother to complain? The Earth remains a goal Some things they can't control They're Pinky Elmyra and the Brain, Brain, Brain, Brain, Brain : (vo) I deeply resent this. Chorus: Brain, Brain, Brain, Brain, Pinky : (vo) Troz! (laugh) Elmyra: Mousies! (splash!)
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You Shouldn't Kiss Me Like This
I've got a funny feeling The moment that your lips touched mine Something shot right through me My heart skipped a beat in time
There's a different feel about you tonight It's got me thinkin' lots of crazy things I even think I saw a flash of light It felt like electricity
You shouldn't kiss me like this Unless you mean it like that Cause I'll just close my eyes And I won't know where I'm at We'll get lost on this dance floor Spinnin' around And around And around And around
They're all watchin' us now They think we're falling in love They'd never believe we're just friends When you kiss me like this I think you mean it like that If you do maybe kiss me again
Everybody swears we make the perfect pair But dancing is as far as it goes Girl you've never moved me quite The way you moved me tonight I just wanted you to know I just wanted you to know
You shouldn't kiss me like this Unless you mean it like that Cause I'll just close my eyes And I won't know where I'm at We'll get lost on this dance floor Spinnin' around And around And around And around
They're all watchin' us now They think we're falling in love They'd never believe we're just friends When you kiss me like this I think you mean it like that If you do baby kiss me again Kiss me again
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Erhhh please forgive my intrusion but I think that faile wants to point something out by that GI JOE song? no, i wasn't pointing anything out. the song womble posted reminded me of it. i think it's funny. i never even watched the cartoon, army people are boring.
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Police voice: Attention all units, attention all units We have an All Point Bulletin out on a man with green hair I repeat, we have an APB on a man with green hair He's armed with a knife, I repeat, he's armed with a knife Proceed with caution, watch your back fella's He could be coming at your girlfriend next
Verse 1: There's a joker on the loose from the psychiatric ward His face is up on the bulletin board with a reward He'll stab you with a sword don't be fooled by his charm He's probably armed with intent to do bodily harm Ring the alarm, look for a man with green hair Check at your girl's house, he was last seen there He's has a mean stare but usually crack's jokes Good luck on your mission and guard your backs folks
Verse 2: We got the walkie-talkies to keep us all informed Suited up head to toe in detective uniforms Our unit storms in, we split the ghetto in sectors Locking down every block and put up metal detectors Protectors and be sure that you stand close Watch each others backs and guard your command post And most of all be advised that he's wise He could be disguised as one of your very own guys
Verse 3: I'm on a solo mission to find him personally To settle the score and beat him mercifully For what he first did to me It's sure to be the last Following footprints with a magnifying glass To drag his lying [nocando] back to his padded cell I'm mad as hell, on the trail of the tattle tail I heard a yell the voice sounded familiar "Give me your girlfriend or I'm gonna kill ya"
Verse 4: I followed the voice that led down a flight of steps Sneezing at dust, and swinging at the spider-webs Inside the depths of his basement I taste lint in my mouth, then the lights in the place went! I saw my life flash in front of my eyes I felt a butcher knife slash at one of my thighs None of my guys knew where I'm at I was doomed Then I remembered the flashlight in my costume
Verse 5: Dealing with backstabber's there was one thing I learned They're only powerful when you got your back turned I yearned for the day that we finally met again So I can give him a taste of his own medicine He shed his skin, then he promised to come clean I took his butcher knife and jabbed it into his spleen Cut him at the seam then dragged the fella home Beating him over the head with the telephone
Police voice: Attention all cars, attention all cars Unit 313 has apprehended the suspect He's going back to the crib, yo, I repeat He's going back to the crib, yo, how about that?
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Womble you know I posted the lyrics to Lucretia a page or two ago... <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/winkwink.gif" alt="" />
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