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  1. #346
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    All our times have come
    Here but now they're gone
    Seasons don't fear the reaper
    Nor do the wind, the sun or the rain..we can be like they are
    Come on baby...don't fear the reaper
    Baby take my hand...don't fear the reaper
    We'll be able to fly...don't fear the reaper
    Baby I'm your man...

    Valentine is done
    Here but now they're gone
    Romeo and Juliet
    Are together in eternity...Romeo and Juliet
    40,000 men and women everyday...Like Romeo and Juliet
    40,000 men and women everyday...Redefine happiness
    Another 40,000 coming everyday...We can be like they are
    Come on baby...don't fear the reaper
    Baby take my hand...don't fear the reaper
    We'll be able to fly...don't fear the reaper
    Baby I'm your man...

    Love of two is one
    Here but now they're gone
    Came the last night of sadness
    And it was clear she couldn't go on
    Then the door was open and the wind appeared
    The candles blew then disappeared
    The curtains flew then he appeared...saying don't be afraid
    Come on baby...and she had no fear
    And she ran to him...then they started to fly
    They looked backward and said goodbye...she had become like they are
    She had taken his hand...she had become like they are
    Come on baby...don't fear the reaper

    -Indy
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    Sixx: A.M. - Life Is Beautiful

    You can't quit until you try
    You can't live until you die
    You can't learn to tell the truth
    Until you learn to lie

    You can't breathe until you choke
    You gotta laugh when you're the joke
    There's nothing like a funeral to make you feel alive

    Just open your eyes
    Just open your eyes
    And see that life is beautiful.
    Will you swear on your life,
    That no one will cry at my funeral?

    I know some things that you don't
    I've done things that you won't
    There's nothing like a trail of blood to find your way back home

    I was waiting for my hearse
    What came next was so much worse
    It took a funeral to make me feel alive

    Just open your eyes
    Just open your eyes
    And see that life is beautiful.
    Will you swear on your life,
    That no one will cry at my funeral?

    Alive...
    Just open your eyes
    Just open your eyes
    And see that life is beautiful.
    Will you swear on your life,
    That no one will cry at my funeral?

    Just open your eyes
    Just open your eyes
    And see that life is beautiful.
    Will you swear on your life,
    That no one will cry at my funeral?

    Just open your eyes
    Just open your eyes
    And see that life is beautiful.
    Will you swear on your life,
    That no one will cry at my funeral?
    He who makes a beast out of himself
    Gets rid of the pain of being a man

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    Trace Adkins,

    Honky Tonk Badonkadonk



    Turn it up some
    Alright boys, this is her favorite song
    You know that right
    So, if we play it good and loud
    She might get up and dance again
    Ooh, she put her beer down
    Here she comes
    Here she comes
    Left left left right left
    Whoo

    Husslers shootin' eightball
    Throwin' darts at the wall
    Feelin' damn near 10 ft. tall
    Here she comes, Lord help us all
    Ol' T.W.'s girlfriend done slapped him outta his chair
    Poor ole boy, it ain't his fault
    It's so hard not to stare
    At that honky tonk badonkadonk
    Keepin' perfect rhythm
    Make ya wanna swing along
    Got it goin' on
    Like Donkey Kong
    And whoo-wee
    Shut my mouth, slap your grandma
    There outta be a law
    Get the Sheriff on the phone
    Lord have mercy, how's she even get them britches on
    That honky tonk badonkadonk
    (Aww son)

    Now Honey, you can't blame her
    For what her mama gave her
    It ain't right to hate her
    For workin' that money-maker
    Band shuts down at two
    But we're hangin' out till three
    We hate to see her go
    But love to watch her leave
    With that honky tonk badonkadonk
    Keepin' perfect rhythm
    Make ya wanna swing along
    Got it goin' on
    Like Donkey Kong
    And whoo-wee
    Shut my mouth, slap your grandma
    There outta be a law
    Get the Sheriff on the phone
    Lord have mercy, how's she even get them britches on
    With that honky tonk badonkadonk
    (Ooh, that's what I'm talkin' bout right there, honey)

    We don't care bout the drinkin'
    Barely listen to the band
    Our hands, they start a shakin'
    When she gets the urge to dance
    Drivin' everybody crazy
    You think you fell in love
    Boys, you better keep your distance
    You can look but you can't touch
    That honkey tonk badonkadonk
    Keepin' perfect rhythm
    Make ya wanna swing along
    Got it goin' on
    Like Donkey Kong
    And whoo-wee
    Shut my mouth, slap your grandma
    There outta be a law
    Get the Sheriff on the phone
    Lord have mercy, how's she even get them britches on
    That honky tonk badonkadonk

    That honky tonk badonkadonk
    Yeah, that honky tonk badonkadonk

    (That's it, right there boys, that's why we do what we do
    It ain't for the money, it ain't for the glory, it ain't for the free whiskey
    It's for the badonkadonk)


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    Jethro Tull : Thick as a Brick

    Thick As A Brick (Part 1) lyrics

    Really don't mind if you sit this one out.
    My words but a whisper your deafness a SHOUT.
    I may make you feel but I can't make you think.
    Your sperm's in the gutter your love's in the sink.
    So you ride yourselves over the fields and
    you make all your animal deals and
    your wise men don't know how it feels to be thick as a brick.

    And the sand-castle virtues are all swept away
    in the tidal destruction the moral melee.
    The elastic retreat rings the close of play
    as the last wave uncovers the newfangled way.
    But your new shoes are worn at the heels
    and your suntan does rapidly peel
    and your wise men don't know how it feels
    to be thick as a brick.


    Women,cant live with them....pass the salt. Al Bundy

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    ANAL CUNT-I Made Your Kid Get AIDS, So You Could Watch It Die

    A few years ago, I snuck Freddy Mercury into your son’s room
    I gave him anesthesia so he’d never remember getting raped
    You spent your life savings putting your kid through college
    Then he died of AIDS, so you wasted your money for nothing

    I made your kid get AIDS, so you could watch it die
    I made your kid get AIDS, so I could watch you cry

    You thought your son was on a diet, so you didn’t worry too much
    At the funeral, I told you what happened and laughed at you
    I didn’t think that you suffered enough
    So I shot your wife in front of you

    I made your kid get AIDS, so you could watch it die
    I made your kid get AIDS, so I could watch you cry

    Braces, summer camp, college, you wasted all your money
    Food, clothing, trips to Disney World, you wasted all your money
    Birthdays, Christmas, the tooth fairy, you wasted all your money
    Lunch money, field trips, toys, you wasted all your money

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    Quote Originally Posted by Slicksta View Post
    A few years ago, I snuck Freddy Mercury into your son’s room
    I gave him anesthesia so he’d never remember getting raped
    You spent your life savings putting your kid through college
    Then he died of AIDS, so you wasted your money for nothing

    I made your kid get AIDS, so you could watch it die
    I made your kid get AIDS, so I could watch you cry

    You thought your son was on a diet, so you didn’t worry too much
    At the funeral, I told you what happened and laughed at you
    I didn’t think that you suffered enough
    So I shot your wife in front of you

    I made your kid get AIDS, so you could watch it die
    I made your kid get AIDS, so I could watch you cry

    Braces, summer camp, college, you wasted all your money
    Food, clothing, trips to Disney World, you wasted all your money
    Birthdays, Christmas, the tooth fairy, you wasted all your money
    Lunch money, field trips, toys, you wasted all your money
    so - you're not a parent then?
    I am Jack's complete lack of remorse .

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    Life is an Open Road

    Can't stop loving you

    This is where I belong

    (3 different songs )
    "Die with Memories, not with Dreams"
    RIP Zukin.


    "Any man can become a father but it takes love to become a Dad"

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    Maybe horrible reposts but 23 pages!!!
    Tool- Reflections I have come curiously close to the end, down
    Beneath my self-indulgent pitiful hole.
    Defeated, Concede and move closer. I may find comfort here
    I may find peace within the emptiness.
    How pitiful.
    And in my darkest moment, fetal annnnd weeeeping.
    The moon tells me a secret.
    My confidant.
    As full and bright as I am, this light is not my own
    A million light reflections
    pass over me
    It's source is bright and endless. She resuscitates the hopeless.
    Without her we are lifeless satellites driiiiiifting.
    And as I pull my head out I am without one doubt
    Don't want to peer down here serving my narcissism
    I must crucify the ego before it's far too late
    I pray the light lifts me out
    So crucify the ego before it's far too late
    To leave behind this place so negative and blind and cynical
    And you will come to find that we are all one mind
    Capable of all that's imagined and all conceivable.
    Just let the light touch you and let the words spill through
    Just let them pass right through, bringing out our hope and reason

    Was actually walking to school the other day and this came on my ipod.....I thought how true!!
    Fret for your figure and
    Fret for your latte and
    Fret for your lawsuit and
    Fret for your hairpiece and
    Fret for your prozac and
    Fret for your pilot and
    Fret for your contract and
    Fret for your car.
    It's a bull-shit three ring cirrrrrcuus siiideshow of
    freaks here in this hopeless fucking hole we call LA.
    The only way to fix it is to flush it all away.

    Pretty gold....
    It's kinda hard to wear high heels, or slip on banana peels
    How does she get in and out of tubs
    I hope she don't get mad, I hope she thinks this song is good not bad
    Cause we think that she's totally rad, she's nubs.
    No fingers, no toes, she doesn't own elbows,
    No phalanges no knobby knees to knock
    She don't need knuckles or hands to go see punk rock bands
    She's always in the stands, she's nubs
    She can't pick up a phone, she can't get dressed alone
    She's got no funny bone, she's nubs
    No shoes for feet but we sure do think she's neat, she's nubs, she's nubs, she's nubs.
    I asked her if she want a drink, I asked her if she liked toronto,
    I asked her to go out to the bar, but all she said was no, no and no
    It was time for us to leave, so I grabbed and shook her sleeve
    And told her I'd see her at the next club she got into a pack
    And some guy put her on his back, she said goodbye and kinda waved her stub
    She's got beauitful eyes, and breasts regular size,
    But without calves and thighs, she's nubs
    It's hard to give good head or get tied to a bed,
    When all you've got is a body and head, she's nubs
    She's nubs, she's nubs, she's nubs...
    Oh she may not walk the walk, and she may not like to talk
    But boy she sure knows how to rock, she's nubs

    Hmmm Im sure there is heaps more....anything tool is jst beautiful....his lyrics are incredible, Im sure they have their 'real' (maynard's) meaning but everyone takes something different away from them.

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    Hearts gone astray, leaving hurt when they go
    I went away, just when you, you need me so
    You won't regret, I'll come back begging you
    Won't you forget, welcome love we once knew

    Open up your eyes, then you'll realize
    Here I stand with my, everlasting love
    Need you by my side, girl to be my pride
    You'll never be denied, everlasting love
    From the very start, open up your heart
    Be a lasting part of everlasting love

    (Real love to last forever)
    (Real love to last forever)

    Where life really flows, no one really knows
    Till someone's there to show the way to lasting love
    Like the sun it shines, endlessly it shines
    You always will be mine, with eternal love
    Whenever love went wrong, ours would still be strong
    We'd have our very own, everlasting love

    (Real love to last forever)
    (Real love to last forever)

    Open up your eyes, then you'll realize
    Here I stand with my, everlasting love
    Need you by my side, girl to be my pride
    You'll never be denied, everlasting love
    From the very start, open up your heart
    Be a lasting part of everlasting love
    Whenever love went wrong, ours would still be strong
    We'd have our very own, everlasting love


    Love that song

    -Indy
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    Dead puppies
    Dead puppies
    Dead puppies aren't much fun
    They don't come when you call
    They don't chase squirrels at all
    Dead puppies aren't much fun

    My puppy died late last fall
    He's still rotting in the hall
    Dead puppies aren't much fun
    Mom says puppy's days are through
    She's gonna throw him in the stew
    Dead puppies aren't much fun

    Dead puppies
    Dead puppies
    Dead puppies aren't much fun

    Dead puppies
    Dead puppies
    Dead puppies aren't much fun

    Dead puppies
    Dead puppies
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    thats right, it was a folk song thin lizzy covered....
    'the stickiest situation since sticky the stick insect got stuck on a sticky bun'

    Cpt Edmund Blackadder

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    "Hurt" - Nine Inch Nails

    I hurt myself today
    To see if I still feel
    I focus on the pain
    The only thing that's real
    The needle tears a hole
    The old familiar sting
    Try to kill it all away
    But I remember everything

    What have I become?
    My sweetest friend
    Everyone I know
    Goes away in the end
    You could have it all
    My empire of dirt
    I will let you down
    I will make you hurt

    I wear this crown of shit
    Upon my liar's chair
    Full of broken thoughts
    I cannot repair
    Beneath the stains of time
    The feelings disappear
    You are someone else
    I am still right here

    What have I become?
    My sweetest friend
    Everyone I know
    Goes away in the end

    You could have it all
    My empire of dirt
    I will let you down
    I will make you hurt
    If I could start again
    A million miles away
    I would keep myself
    I would find a way
    Don't take life too seriously; no one gets out alive.


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    Quote Originally Posted by Ryder View Post
    "Hurt" - Nine Inch Nails
    Love the Johnny Cash version m'self...
    IT'S PEANUT BUTTER JELLY TIME!!!
    Do the peanut butter jelly, peanut butter jelly, peanut butter jelly with a baseball bat!

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    Then there's this from the Bloodhound gang....

    Yes, a lap dance is so much better when the stripper is cryin'
    Yes, a lap dance is so much better when the stripper is cryin'
    Well I find it's quite a thrill
    When she grinds me against her will
    Yes a lap dance is so much better when the stripper is cryin'
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    A million miles our vagabond heels
    Clocked up beneath the clouds
    They're counting down to show time
    When we do it for real with the crowds
    Air miles are owing
    But they don't come for free
    And they don't give you any for pain

    But if it's all for nothing
    All the roadrunning's
    Been in vain

    The rimshots come down like cannon fire
    And thunder off the wall
    There's a man in every corner
    And each one is giving his all

    This is my fife
    This is my drum
    So you never will hear me complain

    And if it's all for nothing
    All the roadrunning's
    Been in vain

    All the roadrunning
    All the roadrunning

    Well if you're inclined
    To go up on the wall
    It can only be fast and high
    And those who don't like the danger
    Soon find something different to try
    When there's only a ringin' in your ears
    And an echo down memory lane

    But if it's all for nothing
    All the roadrunning's
    Been in vain

    All the roadrunning, all the roadrunning
    All the roadrunning, all the roadrunning

    The show's packing up
    I sit and watch the convoy
    Leaving town
    There's no pretending I'm not a fool,
    For riding around and around
    Like the pictures you keep of your old wall of death
    You showed me one time on the plane

    But if it's all for nothing
    All the roadrunning's
    Been in vain

    A million miles of vagabond sky
    Clocked up above the clouds
    I'm still your man for the roaming
    For as long as there's roamin' allowed

    There'll be a rider
    And there'll be a wall
    As long as the dreamer remains

    And if it's all for nothing
    All the roadrunning's
    Been in vain

    All the roadrunning, all the roadrunning
    All the roadrunning, all the roadrunning
    All the roadrunning, all the roadrunning
    All the roadrunning, all the roadrunning

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