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I'll try to translate it for you. But not tonight. Really need to get some rest. <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
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~Setharmon~
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here is some of the gist.... <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/winkwink.gif" alt="" /> According to babelfish anyway.....
Sir the president, welterusten. Sleep but nicely in your beautiful white house. Not too much of all those distant coasts but think where your boys stay at home, solitary, far from. Do not think especially of those forty-six deads, who mistake last with that bombardment. And forget the fourth of those ten orders which you as a good Christian knows certainly. But think not of all those young front soldiers solitary dying in the distant tropics night. But, sir lets those weak pacifistenkliek talk the president, sleep gently. Dream but of the victory and the triumph, dream but of your beautiful peace ideal which has been bloodily obtained never by assassinations, dream but that you succeed, however, this time. Think but to all those people who perish, how many women, how many children have not been assassinated. Dream but that you to the longest end will draw and belief of all that tegenstand no word. Bayonets with bloody gevesten love far from here on your command the guard for the glorie and the honour far from the free west. Sir the president, sleep gentle. Fright but not too terrible when you in your dreams all see those schuldeloze victims who daarginds have perished at the fighting standing and ask you how long this must go still this way. And you nevertheless also this way langzaamaan, however, know that are there people that sick are of violence, which blood and misery will not forget and for he who still a mensenleven counts. Dream but not too much of all those dead people, dream but finely of victory and of power. But do not think of all those peace wishes. Sir the president, sleep gentle.
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Well, I hope he has a nice sleep then. Must be tough.
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Pluto Drive by The Creatures
Let’s go to pluto, the atmosphere’s clear We’ll be really cool there with nothing to fear Let’s go to pluto, it’s cold and it’s damp Where children are heroes, death is high camp
I want to see pluto... I want to have fun I want to turn blue under an alien sun Oh let me see pluto, it seems such a gas With oceans of methane and petrified grass
Let’s go to pluto Let’s live on the dot See the bad moon rising in a lunacy knot
Come one let’s do pluto It’s really not far An unleaded dream drive to the prettiest star I want to see pluto, but maybe I’ll wait ’til the world turns to meet it’s plutonium fate The days will be long here, the years will be more Let’s go to pluto like we did before
Let’s go to pluto Let’s live on the dot See the bad moon rising in a lunacy knot.
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In addition to our new tread I wanted to post an Irish song by one of the best Irish bands ever!! I'm very sorry for the lenght of this song, but it's about seven nights after all so... <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/biggrin.gif" alt="" /> "Seven drunken nights" by The Dubliners
As I went home on Monday night as drunk as drunk could be I saw a horse outside the door where my old horse should be Well, I called me wife and I said to her: Will you kindly tell to me Who owns that horse outside the door where my old horse should be?
Ah, you're drunk, you're drunk you silly old fool, still you can not see That's a lovely sow that me mother sent to me Well, it's many a day I've travelled a hundred miles or more But a saddle on a sow sure I never saw before
And as I went home on Tuesday night as drunk as drunk could be I saw a coat behind the door where my old coat should be Well, I called me wife and I said to her: Will you kindly tell to me Who owns that coat behind the door where my old coat should be
Ah, you're drunk, you're drunk you silly old fool, still you can not see That's a woollen blanket that me mother sent to me Well, it's many a day I've travelled a hundred miles or more But buttons in a blanket sure I never saw before
And as I went home on Wednesday night as drunk as drunk could be I saw a pipe up on the chair where my old pipe should be Well, I called me wife and I said to her: Will you kindly tell to me Who owns that pipe up on the chair where my old pipe should be
Ah, you're drunk, you're drunk you silly old fool, still you can not see That's a lovely tin whistle that me mother sent to me Well, it's many a day I've travelled a hundred miles or more But tobacco in a tin whistle sure I never saw before
And as I went home on Thursday night as drunk as drunk could be I saw two boots beneath the bed where my old boots should be Well, I called me wife and I said to her: Will you kindly tell to me Who owns them boots beneath the bed where my old boots should be
Ah, you're drunk, you're drunk you silly old fool, still you can not see They're two lovely Geranium pots me mother sent to me Well, it's many a day I've travelled a hundred miles or more But laces in Geranium pots I never saw before
And as I went home on Friday night as drunk as drunk could be I saw a head upon the bed where my old head should be Well, I called me wife and I said to her: Will you kindly tell to me Who owns that head upon the bed where my old head should be
Ah, you're drunk, you're drunk you silly old fool, still you can not see That's a baby boy that me mother sent to me Well, it's many a day I've travelled a hundred miles or more But a baby boy with his whiskers on sure I never saw before
And as I went home on Saturday night as drunk as drunk could be I saw two hands upon her breasts where my old hands should be Well, I called me wife and I said to her: Will you kindly tell to me Who owns them hands upon your breasts where my old hands should be
Ah, you're drunk, you're drunk you silly old fool, still you can not see That's a lovely night gown that me mother sent to me Well, it's many a day I've travelled a hundred miles or more But fingers in a night gown sure I never saw before
As I went home on Sunday night as drunk as drunk could be I saw a thing in her thing where my old thing should be Well, I called me wife and I said to her: Will you kindly tell to me Who owns that thing in your thing where my old thing should be
Ah, you're drunk, you're drunk you silly old fool, still you can not see That's a lovely tin whistle that me mother sent to me Well, it's many a day I've travelled a hundred miles or more But hair on a tin whistle sure I never saw before
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1979 by Smashing Pumpkins
Shakedown 1979, cool kids never have the time On a live wire right up off the street You and I should meet Junebug skipping like a stone With the headlights pointed at the dawn We were sure we'd never see an end to it all
And I don't even care to shake these zipper blues And we don't know just where our bones will rest to dust I guess Forgotten and absorbed into the earth below
Double cross the vacant and the bored They're not sure just what we have in store Morphine city slippin dues down to see
That we don't even care as restless as we are We feel the pull in the land of a thousand guilts And poured cement, lamented and assured
To the lights and towns below Faster than the speed of sound Faster than we thought we'd go, beneath the sound of hope
Justine never knew the rules, Hung down with the freaks and the ghouls No apologies ever need be made I know you better than you fake it
To see that we don't even care to shake these zipper blues And we don't know just where our bones will rest to dust I guess Forgotten and absorbed into the earth below
The street heats the urgency of now As you can see there's no one around
If only life was like this...
Übereil
Brain: an apparatus with which we think we think.
Ambrose Bierce
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AC/DC - Highway To Hell
Living easy, loving free Season ticket on a one-way ride Asking nothing, leave me be Taking everything in my stride Don’t need reason, don’t need rhyme Ain’t nothing I would rather do Going down, party time My friends are gonna be there too
I’m on the highway to hell
No stop signs, speed limit Nobody’s gonna slow me down Like a wheel, gonna spin it Nobody’s gonna mess me round Hey Satan, payed my dues Playing in a rocking band Hey Momma, look at me I’m on my way to the promised land
I’m on the highway to hell (Don’t stop me)
And I’m going down, all the way down I’m on the highway to hell
~Setharmon~
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Pink Floyd - Another brick in the wall - part I to III
Another brick in the wall, part I
daddy’s flown across the ocean leaving just a memory snapshot in the family album daddy what else did you leave for me? daddy, what’d’ja leave behind for me?!? all in all it was just a brick in the wall. all in all it was all just bricks in the wall.
“you! yes, you! stand still laddy!”
Another brick in the wall, part II
We don’t need no education we don’t need no thought control no dark sarcasm in the classroom teachers leave them kids alone hey! teachers! leave them kids alone! All in all it’s just another brick in the wall. All in all you’re just another brick in the wall.
We don’t need no education we don’t need no thought control no dark sarcasm in the classroom teachers leave them kids alone hey! teachers! leave them kids alone! All in all it’s just another brick in the wall. All in all you’re just another brick in the wall.
“Wrong, do it again!” “If you don’t eat yer meat, you can’t have any pudding. - How can you have any pudding if you don’t eat yer meat?” “You! Yes, you behind the bikesheds, stand still laddy!”
Another brick in the wall, part III
[sound of many tv’s coming on, all on different channels] “the bulls are already out there” pink: “aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrgh!” “This roman meal bakery thought you’d like to know.”
I don’t need no arms around me and I don’t need no drugs to calm me. I have seen the writing on the wall. Don’t think I need anything at all. No! Don’t think I’ll need anything at all. All in all it was all just bricks in the wall. All in all you were all just bricks in the wall.
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RUSH 2112 - Vi. soliloquy
... I have not left this cave for days now, it has become My last refuge in my total despair. I have only the music of The waterfall to comfort me now. I can no longer live Under the control of the federation, but there is no other Place to go. my last hope is that with my death I may pass Into the world of my dream, and know peace at last.
The sleep is still in my eyes The dream is still in my head I heave a sigh and sadly smile And lie a while in bed I wish that it might come to pass Not fade like all my dreams
Just think of what my life might be In a world like I have seen I don’t think I can carry on Carry on this cold and empty life Oh...no!
My spirits are low in the depths of despair My lifeblood spills over.............
Tsel
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You seem sad, Tsel. What's the problem?
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Brain: an apparatus with which we think we think.
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for Tsel (dude, i hope u're ok),
RUSTY CAGE
You wired me awake And hit me with a hand of broken nails You tied my lead and pulled my chain To watch my blood begin to boil
But I'm gonna break I'm gonna break my I'm gonna break my rusty cage and run
Too cold to start a fire I'm burning diesel burning dinosaur bones I'll take the river down to still water And ride a pack of dogs
I'm gonna break I'm gonna break my I'm gonna break my rusty cage and run
Hits like a Phillips head into my brain It's gonna be too dark to sleep again Cutting my teeth on bars and rusty chains I'm gonna break my rusty cage and run
When the forest burns along the road Like God's eyes in my headlights When the dogs are looking for their bones And it's raining icepicks on your steel shore
I'm gonna break I'm gonna break my I'm gonna break my rusty cage and run
words & music by Chris Cornell
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For no one, just a screwy song.
But seriously, hope you feel better Tsel.
My dad's gone crazy Eminem
[Intro<img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/disagree.gif" alt="" /> [Tuning TV] [Eminem Snortin Crack]
[TV Presenter<img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/disagree.gif" alt="" /> Hello boys and girls Today we're gonna talk about father and daughter relationships Do you have a daddy? I'll bet you do [Door opens] who's your daddy?
[Hailie<img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/disagree.gif" alt="" /> Daddy, what're you doing?
[Beat starts]
[Eminem<img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/disagree.gif" alt="" /> Haha
[Eminem & Hailie<img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/disagree.gif" alt="" /> Ok then! everybody, listen up!
[Eminem<img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/disagree.gif" alt="" /> I'm goin to hell, who's comin' with me?
[Hailie<img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/disagree.gif" alt="" /> Somebody, please help him! [giggle] i think my dad gone crazy!
[Verse #1<img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/disagree.gif" alt="" /> There's no mountain i can't climb There's no tower too high, No plane that i can't learn how to fly What do i gotta do to get through to you, to show you There ain't nothing i can't take this chainsaw to [Hailey Makes Chainsaw Sound] Fuckin' brain's brawn, and brass balls I cut 'em off, i got 'em pickled and bronzed in a glass jar Inside of a hall, with my framed autographed, Sunglasses with elton john's name, on my drag wall I'm out the closet, i been lying my [nocando] off All this time, me and dre been [nocando] with hats off
[Dr Dre<img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/disagree.gif" alt="" /> Suck it marshall
[Eminem<img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/disagree.gif" alt="" /> So tell Laura and her husband to back off Before i push this motherfucking button and blast off And launch one of these russians, and blast off [Hailie Makes Explosion Sound] Blow every [nocando] thing, except afghanistan on the map, off When will it stop? When will I knock the crap off? [Knocking] Hailie, tell 'em baby
[Hailie<img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/disagree.gif" alt="" /> My dad's lost it
[Chorus<img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/disagree.gif" alt="" /> [Eminem<img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/disagree.gif" alt="" /> There's really nothin' else to say I, I can't explain it
[Hailie<img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/disagree.gif" alt="" /> I think my dad gone crazy!
[Eminem<img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/disagree.gif" alt="" /> A little help from Hailie Jade won't you tell em' baby [Hailie<img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/disagree.gif" alt="" /> I think my dad gone crazy!
[Eminem<img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/disagree.gif" alt="" /> Theres nothin' you could do or say that could ever change me [Hailie<img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/disagree.gif" alt="" /> I think my dad gone crazy!
[Eminem<img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/disagree.gif" alt="" /> There's no one on earth that can save me, not even halie
[Hailie<img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/disagree.gif" alt="" /> I think my dad gone crazy!
[Verse 2<img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/disagree.gif" alt="" /> It's like my mother always told me [Eminem Impersinates His Mom] Rana Rana Rana Rana Rana Rana Rana Rana Rana Rana, and codeine and goddamit, you little motherfucker If you aint got nothin' nice to say then don't say nothin' uh.. [nocando] that [nocando], bitch, eat a motherfuckin' dick Chew on a prick, and lick a million motherfuckin' cocks per second I'd rather put out a motherfucking gospel record I'd rather be a pussy-whipped bitch, eat pussy And have pussy-lips glued to my face with a clit-ring in my nose Then quit bringin my flows, quit giving me my ammo Can't you see why i'm so mean? if y'all leave me alone, this wouldn't be my m.o. I wouldn't have to go eenie meenie minie mo Catch a homo by his toe, man i don't know no more Am i the only fuckin one who's normal any more?
[Hailie<img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/disagree.gif" alt="" /> Dad
[Chorus]
[Verse #3<img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/disagree.gif" alt="" /> My songs can make you cry, take you by surprise And at the same time, make you dry your eyes with the same rhyme See what you're seeing is a genius at work Which to me isn't work, so it's easy to misinterpret it at first, Cuz when i speak, it's tongue in cheek I'd yank my fuckin teeth before id ever bite my tongue I'd slice my gums, get struck by fuckin' lightning twice at once And die and come back as vanilla ice's son And walk around the rest of my life spit on And kicked and hit with [nocando], every time i sung Like R Kelly as soon as "bump n' grind" comes on More pain inside of my brain, than the eyes of a little girl inside of a plane Aimed at the World Trade, standin' on Ronnie's grave, Screaming at the sky, till clouds gather as Clyde Mathers and Bonnie Jade And thats pretty much the gist of it,Parents are pissed, but the kids love it Nine millimeter, heater stashed, in two-seaters with meat cleavers I don't blame you, i wouldn't let hailie listen to me neither
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[Outro<img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/disagree.gif" alt="" /> [Eminem<img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/disagree.gif" alt="" /> Crazy
[Hailie<img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/disagree.gif" alt="" /> ha ha You're funny daddy!
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Yeah, its rather rude, depressing, and stupid.
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My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult Song Title: Do You Fear
Who killed Cock Robin Who killed Cock Robin I said the sparrow With my bow and arrow It was I only It was I Who caught his blood Who caught his blood
Do you fear for your child It was straight out of hell
The crazy's demanding to shut out the daylight Soldiers are dancing on rotting empires TV disease is making us tired Death struts the streets It's high on the bile Do you fear for your child
You look up to God You find Venus di Milo You lose your soul And you lose your style You talk to the world When it lies in a pile You talk to the dogs To the trees you exile Do you fear for your child
It was straight out of hell Do you fear for your child It was straight out of hell Do you fear for your child You are not God You are not God You are not God Do you fear for your child
Exploited on a thin line You amble through space Golden for the depths The depths of despair Standing on a threshold A threshold of thought It struggles to escape To burden my brain
Do you fear Do you fear Do you fear for your child
It was straight out of hell Do you fear for your child
Tsel
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Worst song in the world:
You Spin Me Round (Like A Record) Yeah I, I got to know your name Well and I, could trace your private number baby All I know is that to me You look like you're lots of fun Open up your lovin' arms I want some
Well I...I set my sights on you (and no one else will do) And I, I've got to have my way now, baby (and no one else will do) And I, I've got to have my way now, baby All I know is that to me You look like you're havin' fun Open up your lovin' arms Watch out, here I come
*You spin me right round, baby right round like a record, baby Right round round round You spin me right round, baby Right round like a record, baby Right round round round
I, I got be your friend now, baby And I would like to move in Just a little bit closer (little bit closer)
**All I know is that to me You look like you're lots of fun Open up your lovin' arms Watch out, here I come
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I want your love I want your love (**Repeat)
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The Bravery - An Honest Mistake
People They don't mean a thing to you They move right through you Just like your breath But sometimes I still think of you And I just wanted to Just wanted you to know My old friend... I swear I never meant for this I never meant...
Don't look at me that way It was an honest mistake Don't look at me that way It was an honest mistake An honest mistake
Sometimes I forget I'm still awake I f' up and say these things out loud
My old friend... I sweat I never meant for this I never meant...
Don't look at me that way It was an honest mistake Don't look at me that way It was an honest mistake An honest mistake
Don't look at me that way It was an honest mistake Don't look at me that way It was an honest mistake An honest mistake
Tsel
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Another Day by the Cure (on honor of our fantastic spring weather)
The sun rises slowly On another day The eastern sky grows Cold Winter in water colours Shades of grey
Something Something holds me Holds me hypnotized
I stare at the window Stare at the window Waiting for the day To go Winter in water colours Shades of grey
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Brain: an apparatus with which we think we think.
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Nowhere Girl by B-Movie
Nowhere girl you're living in a dream, Nowhere girl you stay behind the scenes Nowhere girl you never go outside, Nowhere girl cause you prefer to hide
Every day, every night In that all old familiar light You hang up when I call you at home And I try to get through And I try to talk to you But there's something stopping me from getting through
Nowhere girl what you had you need, Nowhere girl all functional and neat Nowhere girl in self-imposed exile, Nowhere girl a martyr-like denial
Every day, every night In that all old familiar light You hang up when I call you at home And I try to get through And I try to talk to you But there's something stopping me from getting through
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Baker Street
winding you way down to baker street light in your head and dead on your feet well another crazy day you'll drink the night away and forget about everything
this city desert makes you feel so cold its got so many people but its got no soul and its taking you so long to find out you were wrong when you thought it held everything
you still think that it was so easy you used to say that it was so easy but you're trying, you're trying now
another year and then you'd be happy just one more year and then you'd be happy but you're crying you're crying now
way down the street there's a lad in his place he opens the door and hes got that look on his face and he asks you were you've been you tell him who you've seen and you talk about anyting
he's got this dream about buying some land he's gonna give up the crack and the one night stands and then he'll settle down in some quite little town and forget about everything
but you knwo he'll always keep moving you know he's never gonna stop moving cause he's rolling, he's the rolling stones
when you wake up its a new morning the sun is shining its a new morning you're going, your going' on
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Queensryche - I Don't Believe In Love
I awoke on impact Under surveillance from the camera eye Searching high and low The criminal mind found at the scene of the crime Handcuffed and blind, I didn’t do it She said she loved me I guess I never knew But do we ever, ever really know? She said she’d meet me on the other side But I knew right then, I’d never find her
I don’t believe in love I never have, I never will I don’t believe in love It’s never worth the pain that you feel
No more nightmares, I’ve seen them all From the day I was born, they’ve haunted my every move Every open hand’s there to push and shove No time for love it doesn’t matter She made a difference I guess she had a way Of making every night seem bright as day Now I walk in shadows, never see the light She must have lied ’cause she never said goodbye
I don’t believe in love I never have, I never will I don’t believe in love I’ll just pretend she never was real I don’t believe in lovev I need to forget her face, I see it still I don’t believe in love It’s never worth the pain that you feel
No chance for contact There’s no raison d’etre My only hope is one day I’ll forget The pain of knowing what can never be With or without love it’s all the same to me
I don’t believe in love I never have, I never will I don’t believe in love I’ll just pretend she never was real I don’t believe in love I need to forget her face, I see it still I don’t believe in love It’s never worth the pain that you feel
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