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  • REM - Imitation of Life

    Charades pop skill
    Water hyacinth
    Named by a poet
    Imitation of life

    Like a koi in a frozen pond
    Like a goldfish in a bowl
    I don't want to hear you cry

    That sugar cane that tasted good
    That cinnamon, that's Hollywood
    Come on, come on
    No-one can see you try

    You want the greatest thing
    The greatest thing since bread came sliced
    You've got it all
    You've got it sized

    Like a Friday fashion show
    Teenager cruising in the corner
    Trying to look like you don't try

    That sugar cane that tasted good
    That cinnamon, that's Hollywood
    Come on, come on
    No-one can see you try
    No-one can see you cry

    That sugar cane that tasted good
    That freezing rain, that's what you could
    Come on, come on
    No-one can see you cry

    This sugar cane, this lemonade
    This hurricane, I'm not afraid
    Come on, come on
    No-one can see me cry

    This lightning storm
    This tidal wave
    This avalanche, I'm not afraid
    Come on, come on
    No-one can see me cry

    That sugar cane that tasted good
    That's who you are, that's what you could
    Come on, come on
    No-one can see you cry

    That sugar cane that tasted good
    That's who you are, that's what you could
    Come on, come on
    No-one can see you cry...
    "Love the earth and sun and animals, despise riches, give alms to every one that asks, stand up for the stupid and crazy, devote your income and labor to others, hate tyrants, argue not concerning God, have patience and indulgence toward the people, take off your hat to nothing known or unknown . . . reexamine all you have been told at school or church or in any book, dismiss whatever insults your own soul, and your very flesh shall be a great poem and have the richest fluency" - Walt Whitman

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    • Triple Shot Thursday; Genesis

      Watcher Of The Skies

      Watcher of the skies watcher of all
      His is a world alone no world is his own,
      He whom life can no longer surprise,
      Raising his eyes beholds a planet unknown.

      Creatures shaped this planet's soil,
      Now their reign has come to an end,
      Has life again destroyed life,
      Do they play elsewhere, do they know
      more than their childhood games?
      Maybe the lizard's shed its tail,
      This is the end of man's long union with Earth.

      Judge not this race by empty remains
      Do you judge God by his creatures when they are dead?
      For now, the lizard's shed it's tail
      This is the end of man's long union with Earth.

      From life alone to life as one,
      Think not your journey's done
      For though your ship be sturdy, no
      Mercy has the sea,
      Will you survive on the ocean of being?
      Come ancient children hear what I say
      This is my parting council for you on your way.

      Sadly now your thoughts turn to the stars
      Where we have gone you know you never can go.
      Watcher of the skies watcher of all
      This is your fate alone, this fate is your own.
      -------------------------------------------------------

      Throwing it All Away

      Need I say I love you
      Need I say I care
      Need I say that emotion's,
      Something we don't share
      I don't want to be sitting here
      trying to deceive you
      Cos you know I know baby
      I don't wanna go.

      We cannot live together
      We cannot live apart
      That's the situation
      I've known it from the start
      Every time that I look at you
      I can see the future
      Cos you know I know baby
      I don't wanna go.

      Throwing it all away
      Throwing it all away
      Is there nothing that I can say
      To make you change your mind
      I watch the world go round and round
      And see mine turning upside down
      You're throwing it all away.

      Who'll light up the darkness
      Who will hold your hand
      Who will find you the answers
      When you don't understand
      Why should I have to be the one
      Who has to convince you
      Cos you know I know baby
      That I don't wanna go.

      Some day you'll be sorry
      Someday when you're free
      Memories will remind you
      That our love was meant to be
      Late at night when you call my name
      The only sound you'll hear
      Is the sound of your voice calling
      Calling after me.

      Just throwing it all away
      Throwing it all away
      There's nothing I can say
      You're throwing it all away.

      ---------------------------------------------------------
      The Battle Of Epping Forest
      (Taken from a news story concerning two rival gangs fighting
      over East-End Protection rights)

      Along the Forest Road, there's hundreds of cars - luxury cars.
      Each has got its load of convertible bars, cutlery cars - superscars!
      For today is the day when they sort it out, sort it out,
      'cause they disagree on a gangland boundary.
      Yes, they disagree on a gangland boundary.

      There's Willy Wright and his boys -
      one helluva noise, that's Billy's boys!
      With fully-fashioned mugs, that's Little John's thugs,
      the Barking Slugs - supersmugs!
      For today is the day when they sort it out, sort it out,
      these Christian soldiers fight to protect the poor.
      East end heroes got to score in...

      the Battle of Epping Forest,
      it's the Battle of Epping Forest,
      right outside your door.
      You ain't seen nothing like it.
      No, you ain't seen nothing like it,
      not since the Civil War.

      Coming over the hill are the boys of Bill,
      and Johnny's lads stand very still.
      With the thumpire's shout, they all start to clout
      - there's no guns in this gentleman's bout.
      Georgie moves in on the outside left
      with a chain flying round his head;
      and Harold Demure, from Art Literature,
      nips up the nearest tree.
      (Here come the cavalry!)

      Admidst the battle roar,
      accountants keep the score: 10-4.
      They've never been alone, after getting a radiophone.
      The bluebells are ringing for Sweetmeal Sam, real ham,
      handing out bread and jam just like any picnic.

      It's 5-4 on William Wright; he made his pile on Derby night.
      When Billy was a kid, walking the streets,
      the other kids hid - so they did!
      Now, after working hard in security trade, he's got it made.
      The shops that need aid are those that haven't paid.

      "I do my double-show quick!" said Mick the *****, fresh out the nick.
      "I sell cheap holiday. The minute they leave,
      then a visit I pay - and does it pay!"
      And his friend, Liquid Len by name,
      of Wine, Women and Wandsworth fame,
      said "I'm breaking the legs of the bastard that got me framded!"

      They called me the Reverend when I entered the Church unstained;
      my employers have changed but the name has remained.
      It all began when I went on a tour,
      hoping to find some furniture.
      I followed a sign - it said "Beautiful Chest".
      It led to a lady who showed me her best.
      She was taken by surprise when I quickly closed my eyes.
      So she rang the bell, and quick as hell
      Bob the Nob came out on his job
      to see what the trouble was.
      "Louise, is the Reverend hard to please?"
      "You're telling me!"
      "Perhaps, sir, if it's not too late.
      we could interest you in our Staffordshire plate?"
      "Oh no, not me, I'm a man of repute."
      But the Devil caught hold of my soul and a voice called out "Shoot!"

      To save my steeple, I visited people;
      for this I'd gone when I met Little John.
      His name came, I understood,
      when the judge said "You're a robbing hood."
      He told me of his strange foundation,
      conceived on sight of the Woodstock nation;
      he'd had to hide his reputation.
      When poor, 'twas salvation from door to door.
      But now, with a pin-up guru every week,
      it's Love, Peace & Truth Incorporated for all who seek.

      He employed me as a karmacanic, with overall charms.
      His hands were then fit to receive, receive alms.
      That's why we're in

      the Battle of Epping Forest,
      it's the Battle of Epping Forest,
      right outside your door.
      We guard your souls for peanuts,
      and we guard your shops and houses
      for just a little more.

      In with a left hook is the Bethnal Green Butcher,
      but he's countered on the right by Mick's chain-gang fight,
      and Liquid Len, with his smashed bottle men,
      is lobbing Bob the Nob across the gob.
      With his kissar in a mess, Bob seems under stress,
      but Jones the Jug hits Len right in the mug;
      and Harold Demure, who's still not quite sure,
      fires acorns from out of his sling.
      (Here come the cavalry!)

      Up, up above the crowd,
      inside their Silver Cloud, done proud,
      the bold and brazen brass, seen darkly through the glass.
      The butler's got jam on his Rolls; Roy doles out the lot,
      with tea from a silver pot just like any picnic.

      Along the Forest Road, it's the end of the day
      and the Clouds roll away.
      Each has got its load - they'll come out for the count
      at the break-in of day.
      When the limos return for their final review, it's all thru'
      - all they can see is the morning goo.
      "There's no-one left alive - must be draw."
      So the Blackcap Barons toss a coin to settle the score.
      Life is not measured by the number of breaths you take, but by the moments that take your breath away.
      "Hating America is something best left to Mobius. He is an expert Yank hater.
      He also hates Texans and Australians, he does diversify." ~ Braindead

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      • I Will Remember You

        (by Sarah McLachlan, Seamus Egan, and Dave Merenda)

        I will remember you
        Will you remember me?
        Don't let your life pass you by
        Weep not for the memories

        Remember the good times that we had?
        I let them slip away from us when things got bad
        How clearly I first saw you smilin' in the sun
        Wanna feel your warmth upon me, I wanna be the one

        I will remember you
        Will you remember me?
        Don't let your life pass you by
        Weep not for the memories

        I'm so tired but I can't sleep
        Standin' on the edge of something much too deep
        It's funny how we feel so much but we cannot say a word
        We are screaming inside, but we can't be heard

        But I will remember you
        Will you remember me?
        Don't let your life pass you by
        Weep not for the memories

        I'm so afraid to love you, but more afraid to loose
        Clinging to a past that doesn't let me choose
        Once there was a darkness, deep and endless night
        You gave me everything you had, oh you gave me light

        And I will remember you
        Will you remember me?
        Don't let your life pass you by
        Weep not for the memories

        And I will remember you
        Will you remember me?
        Don't let your life pass you by
        Weep not for the memories
        Weep not for the memories
        "If you obey all the rules, you miss all the fun." -Katherine Hepburn

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        • Rock Singer Robert Palmer Dies at Age 54
          2 hours, 1 minute ago
          By ROBERT BARR, Associated Press Writer

          LONDON - Rock singer Robert Palmer (news), known for his sharp suits and hits including "Addicted to Love," died Friday in Paris of a heart attack, his manager said. He was 54.






          Simply Irresistable
          Robert Palmer


          How can it be permissible
          She compromised my principle, yeah yeah
          That kind of love is mythical
          She's anything but typical
          She's a craze you'd endorse, she's a powerful force
          You're obliged to conform when there's no other course
          She used to look good to me, but now I find her
          Simply irresistible
          Simply irresistible
          Her loving is so powerful, huh
          It's simply unavoidable
          The trend is irreversible
          The woman is invincible
          She's a natural law, and she leaves me in awe
          She deserves the applause, I surrender because
          She used to look good to me, but now I find her
          Simply irresistible
          Simply irresistible
          (Simply irresistible) She's so fine,
          there's no tellin' where the money went
          (Simply irresistible) She's all mine, there's no other way to go
          She's unavoidable, I'm backed against the wall
          She gives me feelings like I never felt before
          I'm breaking promises, she's breaking every law
          She used to look good to me, but now I find her
          Simply irresistible
          She's so fine, there's no tellin' where the money went
          (Simply irresistible) She's all mine, there's no other way to go
          Her methods are inscrutable
          The proof is irrefutable, Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
          She's so completely kissable, huh
          Our lives are indivisible
          She's a craze you'd endorse, she's a powerful force
          You're obliged to conform when there's no other course
          She used to look good to me, but now I find her
          Simply irresistible
          Simply irresistible
          She's so fine, there's no tellin' where the money went
          (Simply irresistible) She's all mine, there's no other way to go
          She's so fine, there's no tellin' where the money went
          (Simply irresistible) She's all mine, there's no other way to go
          Simply irresistible
          Life is not measured by the number of breaths you take, but by the moments that take your breath away.
          "Hating America is something best left to Mobius. He is an expert Yank hater.
          He also hates Texans and Australians, he does diversify." ~ Braindead

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          • God Blessed Texas
            Little Texas



            I've seen a lot of places
            I've been around the world
            I've been seen pretty faces
            Been with some beautiful girls
            After all I've witnessed
            One thing still amazes me
            Just like a miracle, you have to see to believe
            Chorus:
            (Cause) God blessed Texas
            With His own hand
            Brought down angels from the promised land
            Gave 'em a place where they could dnace
            If you wanna see heaven, brother, here's you chance
            I've been sent to spread the message
            God blessed Texas.
            First, He let the sun shine
            Then He made the waters deep
            Then He gave us moonlight
            For all the world to see
            Well everybody knows that the Lord works in mysterious ways
            He took a rest, then on the very next day
            Chorus (twice)
            Well I've been sent to spread the message
            God blessed Texas
            Well I've been sent to spread the message
            God blessed Texas.

            Life is not measured by the number of breaths you take, but by the moments that take your breath away.
            "Hating America is something best left to Mobius. He is an expert Yank hater.
            He also hates Texans and Australians, he does diversify." ~ Braindead

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            • A Hard Rain's Gonna Fall
              Bob Dylan



              Oh, where have you been, my blue-eyed son?
              Oh, where have you been, my darling young one?
              I've stumbled on the side of twelve misty mountains,
              I've walked and I've crawled on six crooked highways,
              I've stepped in the middle of seven sad forests,
              I've been out in front of a dozen dead oceans,
              I've been ten thousand miles in the mouth of a graveyard,
              And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, and it's a hard,
              And it's a hard rain's a-gonna fall.

              Oh, what did you see, my blue-eyed son?
              Oh, what did you see, my darling young one?
              I saw a newborn baby with wild wolves all around it
              I saw a highway of diamonds with nobody on it,
              I saw a black branch with blood that kept drippin',
              I saw a room full of men with their hammers a-bleedin',
              I saw a white ladder all covered with water,
              I saw ten thousand talkers whose tongues were all broken,
              I saw guns and sharp swords in the hands of young children,
              And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard,
              And it's a hard rain's a-gonna fall.

              And what did you hear, my blue-eyed son?
              And what did you hear, my darling young one?
              I heard the sound of a thunder, it roared out a warnin',
              Heard the roar of a wave that could drown the whole world,
              Heard one hundred drummers whose hands were a-blazin',
              Heard ten thousand whisperin' and nobody listenin',
              Heard one person starve, I heard many people laughin',
              Heard the song of a poet who died in the gutter,
              Heard the sound of a clown who cried in the alley,
              And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard,
              And it's a hard rain's a-gonna fall.

              Oh, who did you meet, my blue-eyed son?
              Who did you meet, my darling young one?
              I met a young child beside a dead pony,
              I met a white man who walked a black dog,
              I met a young woman whose body was burning,
              I met a young girl, she gave me a rainbow,
              I met one man who was wounded in love,
              I met another man who was wounded with hatred,
              And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard,
              It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall.

              Oh, what'll you do now, my blue-eyed son?
              Oh, what'll you do now, my darling young one?
              I'm a-goin' back out 'fore the rain starts a-fallin',
              I'll walk to the depths of the deepest black forest,
              Where the people are many and their hands are all empty,
              Where the pellets of poison are flooding their waters,
              Where the home in the valley meets the damp dirty prison,
              Where the executioner's face is always well hidden,
              Where hunger is ugly, where souls are forgotten,
              Where black is the color, where none is the number,
              And I'll tell it and think it and speak it and breathe it,
              And reflect it from the mountain so all souls can see it,
              Then I'll stand on the ocean until I start sinkin',
              But I'll know my song well before I start singin',
              And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard,
              It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall.
              Life is not measured by the number of breaths you take, but by the moments that take your breath away.
              "Hating America is something best left to Mobius. He is an expert Yank hater.
              He also hates Texans and Australians, he does diversify." ~ Braindead

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              • Give Me One Reason
                Tracy Chapman



                Give me one reason to stay here
                And I'll turn right back around
                Give me one reason to stay here
                And I'll turn right back around
                Because I don't wanna leave you lonely
                But you got to make me change my mind

                Baby, I got your number
                And I know that you got mine
                But you know that I called you,
                I called too many times
                You can call me baby,
                you can call me anytime
                But you got to call me

                Give me one reason to stay here
                And I'll turn right back around
                Give me one reason to stay here
                And I'll turn right back around
                Because I don't wanna leave you lonely
                But you got to make me change my mind

                I don't want no one to squeeze me
                They might take away my life
                I don't want no one to squeeze me
                They might take away my life
                I just want someone to hold me
                And rock me through the night

                This youthful heart can love you
                And give you what you need
                This youthful heart can love you
                And give you what you need
                But I'm too old to go chasing you around
                Wasting my precious energy

                Give me one reason to stay here
                And I'll turn right back around
                Give me one reason to stay here
                And I'll turn right back around
                Because I don't wanna leave you lonely
                But you got to make me change my mind

                Baby, just give me just one reason
                Give me just one reason why
                Baby just give me one reason
                Give me just one reason why I should stay
                Because I told you I loved you
                And there ain't no more to say
                Life is not measured by the number of breaths you take, but by the moments that take your breath away.
                "Hating America is something best left to Mobius. He is an expert Yank hater.
                He also hates Texans and Australians, he does diversify." ~ Braindead

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                • Tracy Chapman - Nothing Yet

                  Good times and bad
                  Seen them both
                  Hope fly out the window
                  Fortune walk through the door
                  Learned not to believe
                  This is as good as it gets
                  Because we ain't seen nothing yet

                  Hands untied
                  But the same shuffle once again
                  Running all the time
                  Ain't going nowhere
                  It's a new page in the same book
                  It's a new game with the same rules
                  The lights go down
                  Fade to black on the set
                  And we ain't seen nothing yet

                  Saddled with bonds
                  Broken and in disrepair
                  Forty acres to a forty-ounce
                  Don't seem fair
                  The sirens rise and wail
                  Shadowed by Liberty's torch
                  As the boats that brought us over
                  Are slowly sinking off the shore
                  And we ain't seen nothing yet

                  This life a crime
                  A blessing and a curse
                  Chosen and unwanted
                  Displaced and usurped
                  I'd run away
                  But there is nowhere to go
                  So I'll stand and fight
                  And hope and pray
                  That the best is yet to come
                  And we ain't seen nothing yet
                  "Love the earth and sun and animals, despise riches, give alms to every one that asks, stand up for the stupid and crazy, devote your income and labor to others, hate tyrants, argue not concerning God, have patience and indulgence toward the people, take off your hat to nothing known or unknown . . . reexamine all you have been told at school or church or in any book, dismiss whatever insults your own soul, and your very flesh shall be a great poem and have the richest fluency" - Walt Whitman

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                  • She's A Beauty
                    Tubes



                    Step right up, and don’t be shy
                    Because you will not believe your eyes
                    She’s right here behind the glass
                    And you're gonna like her cause she’s got class

                    You can look inside another world
                    You get to talk to a pretty girl
                    She’s everything you dream about

                    But don’t fall in love (she's a beauty)
                    She’s one in a million girls (she's a beauty)
                    Why would I lie (why would I lie?)

                    You can say anything you like,
                    But you can’t touch the merchandise
                    She’ll give you every penny's worth,
                    But it will cost you a dollar first.

                    You can step outside your little world (step outside your world)
                    You can talk to a pretty girl
                    She’s everything you dream about.

                    But don’t fall in love (She's a beauty)
                    She’s one in a million girls (one in a million girls)
                    Why would I lie? (Why would I lie?)
                    But don’t fall in love ('cause if you do you'll find out she don't love you)
                    She's one in a million girls (one in a million girls)
                    Why would I lie? Now why would I lie? Uh!

                    Step outside your world.

                    But don't fall in love (she's a beauty)
                    She's one in a million girls (a one-in-a-million girl)
                    Why would I lie? (Now why would I lie?)

                    But don't fall in love ('cause if you do you'll find out she won't love you)
                    She's one in a million girls (she's a one-in-a-million girl)
                    Why would I lie? (Why would I lie?)

                    But don't fall in love
                    She's one in a million girls
                    Why would I lie...

                    (fade out)
                    Life is not measured by the number of breaths you take, but by the moments that take your breath away.
                    "Hating America is something best left to Mobius. He is an expert Yank hater.
                    He also hates Texans and Australians, he does diversify." ~ Braindead

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                    • Operator
                      Jim Croce


                      Operator, well could you help me place this call?
                      See, the number on the matchbook is old and faded
                      She's living in L. A. with my best old ex-friend Ray
                      A guy she said she knew well and sometimes hated

                      Isn't that the way they say it goes?
                      Well, let's forget all that
                      And give me the number if you can find it
                      So I can call just to tell 'em I’m fine and to show
                      I've overcome the blow, I’ve learned to take it well
                      I only wish my words could just convince myself
                      That it just wasn't real
                      But that's not the way it feels

                      Operator, could you help me place this call?
                      Well, I can't read the number that you just gave me
                      There's something in my eyes, you know it happens every time
                      I think about a love that I thought would save me

                      Isn't that the way they say it goes?
                      Well, let's forget all that
                      And give me the number if you can find it
                      So I can call just to tell 'em I’m fine and to show
                      I've overcome the blow, I’ve learned to take it well
                      I only wish my words could just convince myself
                      That it just wasn't real
                      But that's not the way it feels

                      No No No No... That's not the way it feels

                      Operator, let's forget about this call
                      You see there's no one there, ah, I really wanted to talk to
                      Thank you for your time, ah, you've been so much more than kind
                      And you can keep the dime

                      Isn't that the way they say it goes?
                      Well, let's forget all that
                      And give me the number if you can find it
                      So I can call just to tell 'em I’m fine and to show
                      I've overcome the blow, I’ve learned to take it well
                      I only wish my words could just convince myself
                      That it just wasn't real
                      But that's not the way it feels
                      Life is not measured by the number of breaths you take, but by the moments that take your breath away.
                      "Hating America is something best left to Mobius. He is an expert Yank hater.
                      He also hates Texans and Australians, he does diversify." ~ Braindead

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                      • Two For Tuesday; Don Henley

                        Noteon Henley is from Dallas.
                        His mother passed away this weekend.

                        I Will Not Go Quietly

                        Woke up with a heavy head
                        And I thought about leavin' town
                        I could have died if I wanted to--
                        Slipped over the edge and drowned
                        But, oh no baby, I won't give up so easy
                        Too many tire tracks in the sands of time
                        Too many love affairs that stop on a dime
                        I think it's time to make some changes 'round here
                        Yeah, I'm gonna tear it up
                        gonna trash it up
                        I'm gonna round it up
                        gonna shake it up
                        Oh no baby, I will not lie down
                        I'm brave enough to be crazy
                        I'm strong enough to be weak
                        I see all these heroes with feet of clay
                        Whose mighty ships have sprung a leak
                        And I want you to tell me darlin'
                        Just what do you believe in now?
                        Well, c'mon over here baby
                        You 'bout to gimme a heart attack
                        I wanna wrap my lovin' arms
                        Around the small of your back
                        Yeah, and I'm gonna pull you, pull you, pull you
                        Pull you right up close to me
                        Yeah, we're gonna tear it up
                        we gonna trash it up
                        gonna round it up
                        gonna shake it up
                        Oh, no no no, I will not lie down
                        Turn this thing around
                        I will not go quietly
                        I will not lie down
                        I will not go quietly
                        I will not lie down
                        I will not go quietly
                        I will not lie down
                        I will not lie down
                        Well, don't you ever get lonely?
                        Don't you ever get down?
                        Don't you ever get tired
                        Of all the wicked tongues in this town?
                        Oh baby, I just wanna take you away from here
                        I ain't no tiger
                        I ain't no little lamb
                        Suppose you tell me mama
                        Who do you think I think I am?
                        And oooh baby, don't you give a damn?
                        Yeah I'm gonna tear it up
                        gonna trash it up
                        gonna round it up
                        gonna shake it up
                        Oh baby I will not lie down
                        Turn this thing around
                        I will not go quietly
                        I will not lie down
                        I will not go quietly
                        I will not lie down
                        I will not go quietly
                        I will not lie down
                        I will not lie down

                        ------------------------------------------------------

                        Everything Is Different Now


                        I hate to tell you this, but I'm very, very happy
                        And I know that's not what you'd expect from me at all
                        I'm not the kind to smile and bow out gracefully
                        I always wanted to take it to the wall
                        But I found somebody with a heart as big as Texas
                        I found an angel with the golden wings
                        She saw me down here in the dark somehow
                        And everything is different now
                        Yeah, I miss the old crowd sometimes
                        And the wild, wild nights of running
                        You know, a starving soul can't live like that for long
                        You go around in circles that just keep getting smaller
                        You wake up one morning and half your life is gone
                        I got so tired of that, I got so lonely
                        I dropped down and I called out to Heaven
                        "Send me someone to love."
                        And Heaven shot back, "You get the love that you allow."
                        And everything is different now
                        Oh, and it's sweet to know
                        The wisdom that living brings
                        Since I got a telegram from the god of simple things
                        She said "I don't care what you do for a living."
                        She said "I don't care what kind of car you drive."
                        "All I want to know right now is what you believe in
                        And what it means for you to be alive.
                        Will you stand here in this fire with me?
                        Are you ready for another life?"
                        So I bit that bullet, and took that vow
                        And everything is different now
                        Everything is different now
                        Life is not measured by the number of breaths you take, but by the moments that take your breath away.
                        "Hating America is something best left to Mobius. He is an expert Yank hater.
                        He also hates Texans and Australians, he does diversify." ~ Braindead

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                        • Jackass
                          Green Day


                          To know you is to hate you
                          so loving you must be like suicide
                          I don't mind if you don't mind
                          I'm not the one that's going to die
                          I guess I just can't listen
                          to this one sided conversation again
                          'cause I don't care if you don't care
                          No one ever said that life is fair

                          Everybody loves a joke
                          but no one likes a fool
                          and you're always cracking the same old lines again
                          you're well rehearsed on every verse
                          and that was stated clear
                          but no one understands your verity

                          The center of attention
                          got an honorable mention once again
                          congratulations and salutations
                          you're a figment of your own imagination

                          Everybody loves a joke
                          but no one likes a fool
                          and you're always cracking the same old lines again
                          you're well rehearsed on every verse
                          and that was stated clear
                          but no one understands your verity

                          To know you is to bait you
                          and you fell victim to your own denial
                          I don't mind if you don't mind
                          if you're wasting all your time
                          Life is not measured by the number of breaths you take, but by the moments that take your breath away.
                          "Hating America is something best left to Mobius. He is an expert Yank hater.
                          He also hates Texans and Australians, he does diversify." ~ Braindead

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                          • JAY-Z LYRICS

                            "Do it Again"
                            (feat. Amil, Beanie Sigel)

                            [Jay-Z]
                            Roc-A-Fella
                            Y'all know what this is
                            We givin y'all five seconds to put your drinks down
                            and report to the dance floor immediately
                            All the bustas we giving y'all five seconds to get close to an exit
                            It's about to get real ugly in here
                            Five Seconds is up
                            Let's go!

                            Throw the hands up (uh, uh, uh)
                            Throw the hands up (Niggaz)
                            Throw the hands up (*****es)
                            Throw the hands up (Bustas)
                            Throw the hands up (Hustlers)
                            Throw the hands up (Hos)
                            Throw the hands up (Posta's)
                            Throw the hands up (MAC)

                            [Beanie Sigel]
                            You know how Mac come through on the club tip
                            Everybody real deep on that thug sh*t
                            Cop Cris' spray the club on that thug sh*t
                            Cop frisks suits snub in the club quick
                            Told y'all real high, when I come through
                            You can try if you want to, you can die if you want to
                            We hittin whores on the floor, whole crew be wild
                            ***** "Back That Azz Up" like Juvenile (huh)
                            When my peeps come through to spend a dime apiece
                            You know Mac come through with a line of freaks
                            Every ***** on the hit be a 9 at least
                            We getting head on the floor, while you grinding freaks
                            Whole squad get it down like this
                            Whole squad buying rounds of Cris
                            Whole squad got they crowns on wrist
                            Whole squad got a pound of twist
                            Whole squad got a pound to spit
                            In case a clown wanna flip
                            Mac never slip in a club, told y'all niggas 4/5th in a club
                            If a nigga wanna draw then the blood it can drip in the club
                            You know how niggaz get in the club, **** you know how I be
                            All high in VIP, rolling up to B.I.G. (Baby)
                            Niggaz be all liquored up talkin ****
                            Till' they man gotta come pick them up
                            Got *****es in the back bouncin to "Jigga What"
                            You got your hands up and I ain't even stick y'all up

                            Throw the hands up (uh, uh, uh, Everybody get it up)
                            Throw the hands up

                            [Jay-Z (Amil)]
                            12 AM on the way to the club (uh)
                            1 AM DJ made it erupt (uh-huh)
                            2 AM now I'm gettin with her (what up?)
                            3 AM now I'm splittin with her (splitting with who?)
                            4 AM at the waffle house (waffle house)
                            5 AM now we at my house (uh)
                            6 AM I be diggin her out (who?)
                            6:15 I be kickin her out (what?)
                            7 AM I'ma call my friends (uh-huh)
                            12AM we gonna do it again, we gon, we gon, we gonna do it again
                            (We gonna do it again)

                            [Jay-Z]
                            By the way yo
                            Yo, how the f*ck you gonna talk about MC's on our hill
                            When we just cop them things homey the chromy wheels
                            Both arms are chunky the sleeves on chill
                            Any given times 100 G's in your grill
                            Don't talk to me bout MC's got skillz
                            He's alright but he's not real
                            Jay-Z's that deal with seeds in a field
                            Never fear for war, hug, squeeze that steel
                            F*ck, you gotta a flow that's cool with me
                            You gotta lil' dough that cool with me
                            You gotta little cars little jewelries
                            But none of y'all motherf**kers could fool with me
                            You know the wrist frost bit minus two degrees
                            Bout as blue as the sea the way I manuever the V
                            Hat cocked can't see his eyes, who could it be?
                            With that new blue Yankee on, who but me?
                            Niggaz shift two million, then I blew the three
                            Then I skated the four, before I went on tour
                            I came back and it's plain
                            Y'all niggaz ain't rappin the same
                            F*ck the flow y'all jackin our slang
                            I seen the same sh*t happen to Kane
                            Three cuts in your eyebrow tryin to wild out
                            The game is ours will never foul out
                            Y'all just better hope we gracefully bow out
                            Throw your hands up
                            Niggaz, *****es, Bustas, Hustlers F*CK THAT
                            (Throw the hands up)

                            [Amil (Jay-Z)]
                            12 AM on the way to the club (uh huh)
                            1 AM bout to shake the butt (uh)
                            2 AM now I'm checkin the mix (ah yeah)
                            3 AM now he buyin me drinks (what you drinkin on)
                            4 AM exit the club (let's go)
                            5 AM think he gettin some butt (that's right)
                            6 AM nigga still ain't bust (what)
                            6:15 nigga will get up (uh)
                            7 AM gotta tell my friends (ah huh)
                            12 AM I'ma do it again, uh, uh
                            I'ma Do it again
                            12 AM we gonna do it again
                            (Uh, uh Let's go)

                            [Jay-Z]
                            12 AM on the way to the club
                            1 AM DJ made it a rub
                            2 AM now I'm gettin with her
                            3 AM now I'm splittin with her
                            4 AM at the waffle house
                            5 AM now we at my house
                            6 AM I be diggin her out
                            6:15 I be kickin her out
                            7 AM I'ma call my friends
                            12 AM We gonna do it again, we gon, we gon, we gonna do it again
                            Let's go

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                            • Musta Got Lost, With Intro
                              J. Geils Band


                              (Spoken)
                              Hold on this song has a little introduction to it
                              It's ain’t supposed to be sad though you might feel it that way
                              It's a song about desperation,
                              Every now and then we do get desperate
                              This is a song about L-O-V-E,
                              and if you abuse it you're gonn' lose it
                              and if you lose it you're gonn' 'buse and
                              if you 'buse it you aint gonn' be able to choose it
                              cuz you aint gonn' have it further on down the line
                              things aint gonn' be so fine
                              you're gonn' to be sitting there on your little.. machine
                              tryin to look and keep it clean and
                              You’re going to be home playing bingo all night all alone
                              and that's why your sittin there by the telephone
                              and you know that she aint goin to call you!
                              So you put on the TV and you're watchin Johnny Carson
                              segwayin right into the Tomorrow show
                              but that don't got the go so you turn it off ya turn on the radio,
                              the radio don’t' seem to get the click so you say
                              "Hey Man, I can't lickety split"
                              You start to open up a little book
                              and there's somethin there you got to overlook
                              and you say "BABY, you know there's somethin on my mind!
                              "You say "Baby there's somethin on my mind -
                              I know that you're home and I know you aint all alone! "
                              So you start walking over to her house
                              and you get over to her house
                              and you walk over to her door and
                              you start poundin on her door and you say
                              "Open up the door b1tch!”
                              This is wooba gooba with the green teeth, let me in!!"
                              Well, she opens up the door
                              and then you just kinda walk up to her and say
                              "Baby", (say Baby!) you look up way up at her green mascara
                              and you say "Oh my darling,
                              you know her and me was at the party as friends -
                              do not believe what they say
                              that's only gossip that they tellin ya -
                              a wise crack of lies!"
                              You say Darling!!!
                              Take your big curls and squeeze them down Ratumba -
                              What's the name of the chick with the long hair?
                              (Rapunzel!) Hey Rapunzel!
                              Heh heh... Hey Reputa the beautah! Reputa the Beautah!
                              Hey Reputa the Beautah flip me down your hair
                              and let me climb up to the ladder of your love!!
                              Because this is the wooba gooba sayin to ya
                              "Love comes once and when it comes
                              you better grab it fast cuz sometimes the love
                              you grab aint gonn' last and
                              I believe I musta,
                              You know I think I musta,
                              You know baby I think I musta,
                              You know I think I musta,
                              I musta got lost!!!!!!!
                              1…2….3…

                              (Sung)
                              Never thought about tomorrow
                              Seemed like a long time to come
                              How could I be so blind, baby
                              Not to see you were the one
                              I let ya slip on from me baby
                              I let ya walk on by,
                              Shoulda loved, you told me
                              I refused to love, I let it die
                              Musta got lost, musta got lost, musta got lost
                              Somewhere down the line
                              Musta got lost, musta got lost
                              Give away the day you were mine
                              Don't know why I let you leave me
                              Honey I don’t know
                              See its hard to see lovin' comin baby
                              But I have a way to see it go
                              Musta got lost, musta got lost, musta got lost
                              Somewhere down the line
                              Musta got lost, I got lost
                              Give away the day you were mine
                              Love can be a sweet thing
                              girl I just don't understand
                              made a game outta lovin' you
                              now I hold a losin' hand
                              Musta got lost, musta got lost, musta got lost
                              Somewhere down the line
                              Musta got lost, I got lost girl
                              Give away the day you were mine
                              I just don't understand it
                              I just don't understand it
                              I just don't understand it
                              And I musta got lost, musta got lost, musta got lost
                              Somewhere down the line, hey
                              Musta got lost, baby, I got lost girl
                              Give away the day you were mine
                              Musta got lost, I got lost, musta got lost
                              somewhere down the line
                              Musta got lost, I got lost girl
                              Give away the day you were mine
                              C’mon
                              Oh, I got lost, double-crossed
                              Your lovin, give it to me all night long
                              (Instrumental Break)
                              I said your love got me higher,
                              than I ever been lifted before
                              I said your love got me higher,
                              than I ever been lifted before……
                              Somewhere…………………
                              Life is not measured by the number of breaths you take, but by the moments that take your breath away.
                              "Hating America is something best left to Mobius. He is an expert Yank hater.
                              He also hates Texans and Australians, he does diversify." ~ Braindead

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                              • The Noose, A Perfect Circle

                                So glad to see you well
                                Overcome and completely silent now
                                Without himself
                                You cast your demons out
                                And not to pull your halo down
                                Around your neck and tug you off your cloud
                                But I'm more than just curious
                                How you're planning to go about
                                Making your amends to the dead
                                To the dead

                                Recall the deeds as if
                                They're all someone else's
                                Atrocious stories
                                Now you stand reborn before us all
                                So glad to see you well

                                And not to pull your halo down
                                Around your neck and tug you to the ground
                                But I'm more than just curious
                                How you're planning to go about
                                Making your amends to the dead
                                To the dead

                                With your halo slipping down
                                Your halo slipping
                                Your halo slipping down

                                Your halo slipping down to choke you now
                                Last edited by self biased; October 2, 2003, 11:19.
                                I wasn't born with enough middle fingers.
                                [Brandon Roderick? You mean Brock's Toadie?][Hanged from Yggdrasil]

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