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  • so, static-x.

    so i've betrayed self
    so i've betrayed you
    so what now?
    so what do we do?

    pushing you away
    away from me

    so i'm, i'm confused
    so you're not amused
    so i'm feeling used
    so what do we do?

    pushing you away
    away from me

    empty inside
    i'm dying, i'm crying
    she makes me bad
    betrays my head
    empty inside
    i'm dying, i'm crying
    she makes me bad
    I wasn't born with enough middle fingers.
    [Brandon Roderick? You mean Brock's Toadie?][Hanged from Yggdrasil]

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    • Shoot The Moon
      Norah Jones



      The summer days are gone too soon
      You shoot the moon
      And miss completely
      And now you're left to face the gloom
      The empty room that once smelled sweetly
      Of all the flowers you plucked if only
      You knew the reason
      Why you had to each be lonely
      Was it just the season?
      And now the fall is here again
      You can’t begin to give in
      It's all over
      When the snows come rolling through
      You're rolling too with some new lover
      Will you think of times you told me
      That you knew the reason
      Why we had to each be lonely
      It was just the season
      Will you think of times you told me
      That you knew the reason
      Why we had to each be lonely
      It was just the season
      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 Truth About Men
        Tracy Byrd


        We don't like to go out shopping
        We don't care what's on sale
        We just want to sit with a bag full of chips
        Watching the NFL
        When you come over at halftime
        And say does this dress fit too tight
        We just look you in the eye with a big fat lie
        and say It looks just right

        Well that's the truth about men
        Yeah that's the truth about us
        We like to hunt and golf on our days off
        Scratch and spit and cuss
        It don't matter what line we hand you
        When we come dragging in
        We ain't wrong, we ain't sorry,
        and its probably gonna happen again.

        We hate watching Steel Magnolias
        We like Rambo and Die Hard 4
        Jump up and down like fools when we see
        the new tools at the Home Depot Store
        We really don't want to take you to dinner
        At some fancy restaurant
        The only reason we do is cause we know
        it leads to the one thing that We all want

        Well that's the truth about men
        Yeah that's the truth about guys
        We'd rather pick guitars and work on cars
        Then work on the problems in our lives
        And though we might say it to you every now and then
        We aint wrong, we aint sorry,
        and its probably gonna happen again.

        But if you want to know what were all thinking
        Its nothing too complex
        Its just something cold for drinking and a whole lot of S E yeeees

        That's the truth about men
        Yeah that's the truth about us
        We like to hunt and golf and drive around lost
        Scratch and spit and a whole lotta other disgusting stuff
        It don't matter what line we give you when we come crawling in
        We ain't wrong, we ain't sorry, and its probably gonna happen again.

        We ain't wrong, we ain't sorry, and its probably gonna happen

        Sure its gonna happen

        You know its gonna happen again

        And that's the truth about men.
        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 Soldier's Song
          Peadar Kearney


          We'll sing a song, a soldier's song
          With cheering, rousing chorus
          As round our blazing fires we throng,
          The starry heavens o'er us;
          Impatient for the coming fight,
          And as we await the morning's light
          Here in the silence of the night
          We'll chant a soldier's song.

          Soldiers are we, whose lives are pledged to Ireland
          Some have come from a land beyond the waves.
          Sworn to be free, no more our ancient sireland
          Shall shelter the despot or the slave;
          Tonight we man the bearna baoghal
          In Erin's cause, come woe or weal;
          'Mid cannon's roar and rifle's peal
          We'll chant a soldier's song.

          In valley green or towering crag
          Our fathers fought before us,
          And conquered 'neath the same old flag
          That's proudly floating o'er us,
          We're children of a fighting race
          That never yet has known disgrace,
          And as we march the foe to face,
          We'll chant a soldier's song.

          Sons of the Gael! Men of the Pale!
          The long watched day is breaking;
          The serried ranks of Innisfail
          Shall set the tyrant quaking.
          Our camp fires now are burning low;
          See in the east a silv'ry glow,
          Out yonder waits the Saxon foe,
          So chant a soldier's song.
          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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          • Love Dump, Static-X

            hand me a line
            really hand me a line
            really hand me a line hand me a line
            really hand it to me i've always loved you
            love dumpling
            your ****'s like chocolate cake
            and your ass smells like a rose

            i really hate you
            love dumpling
            now my bowels ache

            drop down in a line
            really hand me a line, really hand me a line
            hand me a line, really hand it to me
            I wasn't born with enough middle fingers.
            [Brandon Roderick? You mean Brock's Toadie?][Hanged from Yggdrasil]

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            • Diggin' On James Brown
              Tower Of Power



              I've been through all them changes,
              A lot of stuff came down.
              I've dealt with all the issues,
              You might say I've been around.
              But back when I got started,
              There was a righteous sound.
              It doesn't matter what I've been through,
              I'll still be diggin' on James Brown.
              Ya know the more things change,
              The more they stay the same.
              It may be a different age,
              But I'm on the same page.
              Cause one thing that I've found,
              I'll still be diggin' on James Brown.
              I had an attitude adjustment,
              I did some psycho therapy.
              I helped myself to some self-help,
              I dabbled in some ESP.
              Though my world is ever-changing,
              And I move from town to town,
              It doesn't matter where I've been to,
              I'll still be diggin' on James Brown.
              Ya know the more things change,
              The more they stay the same.
              It may be a different age,
              But I'm on the same page.
              Cause one thing that I've found,
              I'll still be diggin' on James Brown.
              You got your rap and your disco,
              You got your drum machine.
              You got your R-rated gangster,
              You got your grungy scene.
              You got your state of the art,
              You got your digital sound.
              It doesn't matter where it's going to
              I'll still be diggin' on James Brown.
              Take it to the bridge,
              It'll get ya where ya live.
              When there's water all around,
              You can still get outta town,
              And still be diggin' on James Brown.
              Ya know the more things change,
              The more they stay the same.
              It may be a different age,
              But I'm on the same page.
              Cause one thing that I've found,
              I'll still be diggin' on James Brown.
              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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              • Everyday I Have The Blues
                B.B. King


                Everyday, everyday I have the blues
                Ooh everyday, everyday I have the blues
                When you see me worryin' baby, yeah it's you I hate to lose

                Whoa nobody loves me, nobody seems to care
                Whoa nobody loves me, nobody seems to care
                Well worries and trouble darling, babe you know I've had my share

                Everyday, everyday, everyday, everyday
                Everyday, everyday I have the blues
                When you see me worryin' baby, yeah it's you I hate to lose

                Whoa nobody loves me, nobody seems to care
                Whoa nobody loves me, nobody seems to care
                Well worries and trouble darling, babe you know I've had my share
                Last edited by SlowwHand; October 13, 2003, 09:09.
                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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                • Jack Danial's Night

                  I Drink Alone
                  George Thorogood


                  I drink alone, yeah,
                  with nobody else
                  I drink alone, yeah,
                  with nobody else
                  You know when I drink alone,
                  I prefer to be by myself

                  Every morning just before breakfast,
                  I don't want no coffee or tea
                  Just me and good buddy Wiser,
                  that's all I ever need
                  'Cause I drink alone, yeah,
                  with nobody else
                  Yeah, you know when I drink alone,
                  I prefer to be by myself

                  The other night I laid sleeping,
                  and I woke from a terrible dream
                  So I caught up my pal Jack Daniel's,
                  and his partner Jimmy Beam
                  And we drank alone, yeah,
                  with nobody else
                  Yeah, you know when I drink alone,
                  I prefer to be by myself

                  The other day I got invited to a party,
                  but I stayed home instead
                  Just me and my pal Johnny Walker,
                  and his brothers Black and Red
                  And we drank alone, yeah,
                  with nobody else
                  Yeah, you know when I drink alone,
                  I prefer to be by myself

                  My whole family done give up on me,
                  and it makes me feel oh so bad
                  The only one who will hang out with me,
                  is my dear old granddad
                  And we drink alone, yeah,
                  with nobody else
                  Yeah, you know when I drink alone,
                  I prefer to be by myself
                  Which side are we on? We're on the side of the demons, Chief. We are evil men in the gardens of paradise, sent by the forces of death to spread devastation and destruction wherever we go. I'm surprised you didn't know that. --Saul Tigh

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                  • The Outsider, A Perfect Circle.

                    Help me if you can
                    It's just that this is not the way
                    I want it so could you please,

                    Help me understand what
                    I've given in to all the years
                    And this darkness I have known

                    Lying to yourself again
                    Suicidal imbecile
                    Think about it, put it on the faultline
                    What'll it take to get it through to you precious
                    Come on to this, why do you wanna throw it away like this
                    Such a *****, why do I wanna watch you

                    Disconnect and self destruct one bullet at a time
                    What's your rush now, everyone will have his day to die

                    Medicated, drama queen, picture perfect, no more legiments
                    Narcisistic, drama queen, craving fame and all this decadance

                    Lying through your teeth again
                    Suicidal imbecile
                    Think about it, put it on the fautline
                    What'll it take to get it through to you precious
                    Go to this, why do you wanna throw it away like this
                    Such a *****, why do I wanna watch you

                    Disconnect and self destruct one bullet at a time
                    What's your rush now, everyone will have his day to die

                    They were right about you
                    They were right about you

                    Lying to my face again
                    Suicidal imbecile
                    Think about it put it on the fautline
                    What'll it take to get it through to you precious
                    Come on to this , why do you wanna throw it away like this
                    Such a mess, come to this, come to this

                    Disconnect and self destruct, one bullet at a time
                    What's your hurry, everyone will have his day to die
                    If you choose to pull the trigger, should your darma prove sincere,
                    Do it somewhere far away from here
                    I wasn't born with enough middle fingers.
                    [Brandon Roderick? You mean Brock's Toadie?][Hanged from Yggdrasil]

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                    • The Highwayman
                      Stevie Nicks



                      Alas he was the highwayman
                      The one that comes and goes
                      And only the highway-woman
                      Keeps up with the likes of those
                      And she in all her magic
                      With hands as quick as light
                      Took him to be a challenge
                      And went into the night


                      And he in all his glory
                      Was far ahead of her
                      But she was never sorry
                      For wishes that would burn
                      Enter competition
                      She chases beneath the moon
                      Her horse is like a dragonfly
                      She is just a fool


                      And she wonders is this real
                      Or does she just want to be Queen
                      And he fights the way he feels
                      Is this the end of the dream


                      And then he sees her coming
                      Heartbeats on the wind
                      Considers slowing down
                      But then...he could never win
                      And she...out in the distance
                      Sees him against the sky
                      A pale and violent rider
                      A dream begun in wine


                      And she wonders is this real
                      Or does she just want to be Queen
                      And he fights the way he feels
                      Is this the end of the dream


                      A dream as the thunder wakes her
                      And her highwayman disappears
                      on a life already lived before
                      In eyes welled with tears


                      Today and still today they ride
                      Will they ever win
                      He the glory...
                      She the love...
                      Still they try again
                      He the glory...
                      She the love...
                      Still they try again
                      He the glory...
                      She the love...
                      And still they...try...again
                      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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                      • Ride On
                        ACDC




                        It's another lonely evening
                        And another lonely town
                        But I ain't too young to worry
                        And I ain't too old to cry
                        When a woman gets me down
                        Got another empty bottle
                        And another empty bed
                        Ain't too young to admit it
                        And I'm not too old to lie
                        I'm just another empty head

                        That's why I'm lonely
                        I'm so lonely
                        But I know what I'm gonna do -

                        I'm gonna ride on
                        Ride on
                        Ride on, standing on the edge of the road
                        Ride on, thumb in the air
                        Ride on, one of these days I'm gonna
                        Ride on, change my evil ways
                        Till then I'll just keep dragging on

                        Broke another promise
                        And I broke another heart
                        But I ain't too young to realize
                        That I ain't too old to try
                        Try to get back to the start
                        And it's another red light nightmare
                        Another red light street
                        And I ain't too old to hurry
                        Cause I ain't too old to die
                        But I sure am hard to beat

                        But I'm lonely
                        Lord I'm lonely
                        What am I gonna do -

                        Ride on
                        Ride on, got myself a one-way ticket
                        Ride on
                        Ride on, going the wrong way
                        Ride on, gonna change my evil ways
                        Ride on, one of these days
                        One of these days

                        Ride on
                        Ride on
                        I'm gonna ride on
                        Ride on, looking for a truck
                        Ride on
                        Ride on, keep on riding
                        Riding on and on and on
                        Which side are we on? We're on the side of the demons, Chief. We are evil men in the gardens of paradise, sent by the forces of death to spread devastation and destruction wherever we go. I'm surprised you didn't know that. --Saul Tigh

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                        • Two For Tuesday; Todd Rundgren

                          I Saw The Light

                          It was late last night
                          I was feeling something wasn't right
                          There was not another soul in sight
                          Only you, only you

                          So we walked along
                          Though I knew that there was
                          Something wrong
                          And a feeling hit me oh so strong about you
                          Then you gazed up at me and
                          The answer was plain to see
                          'Cause I saw the light in your eyes
                          Though we had our fling
                          I just never would suspect a thing
                          Till that little bell began to ring in my head
                          In my head
                          But I tried to run
                          Though I knew it wouldn't help me none
                          'Cause I couldn't ever love no one
                          Or so I said
                          But my feelings for you were just something
                          I never knew
                          Till I saw the light in your eyes
                          But I love you best
                          It's not something that I say in jest (ha ha)
                          'Cause you're different girl from all the rest
                          In my eyes
                          And I ran out before but I won't do it anymore
                          Can't you see the light in my eyes

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

                          Tiny Devils


                          One of them plays a piccolo in my ear
                          Another one makes me smell things that aren't there
                          And they know where to hide
                          And they know everything that's inside
                          Of my head
                          Tiny demons, inside me

                          One of them ties a lasso around my heart
                          Another makes me nod when I drive the car
                          And they won't ever leave
                          But they won't show their faces to me
                          And they wait 'til I feel
                          Like they're gone and they jump out and steal
                          My relief
                          Tiny demons, inside me

                          Listen, listen
                          Listen for the sound
                          that is not in the music
                          Only you can hear it,
                          only you can use it
                          It's the sound of someone breathing,
                          it's the breath of life
                          It's the sound that you are weaving
                          with the thread of life

                          Listen, listen
                          Listen to the sound,
                          let nothing disturb you
                          You are in a place
                          where nothing can hurt you
                          If you feel a strange sensation,
                          it can do no harm
                          Like the spiral of creation,
                          it will soon move on







                          User Commen
                          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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                          • EDIT 18 MARCH 2024: In case you came here from a post by oimoi.bsky.social, just confirming that that is also me and verifying for myself that I can still log into this when I need to. EDIT 29 JANUARY 2023: I thought this would be my legacy, but my "Unpronounceable Fantasy Name Generator" on Tumblr…
                            B♭3

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                            • Heartaches By The Number
                              Ray Price



                              Heartache number 1 was when you...left me,
                              I never knew that I could hurt this way,
                              And heartache number 2,
                              Was when you...come back again,
                              You came back and never meant to stay.
                              Chorus
                              Now I've got heartaches by the number,
                              Troubles by the score,
                              Every day you love me less,
                              Each day I love you more,
                              Yes, I've got heartaches by the number,
                              A love that I can't win,
                              But the day that I stop counting,
                              That's the day my world will end.
                              Heartache number 3 was when you...called me,
                              And said that you was coming back to stay,
                              With hopeful heart I waited,
                              For your...knock on the door,
                              I waited but you must have lost your way.
                              Repeat Chorus
                              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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                              • Jesus Christo, I'm too emo - but I had to share this.

                                Busy
                                Unfun LP/CD, Busy 7"

                                When all the consoling places
                                lose their charm and change their faces.
                                The world becomes too cruel to bear
                                and something in you starts to tear.
                                When nothing seems to be quite worth it
                                and sleep becomes your only sure thing.
                                I'm here to help you out of it.
                                Come and see me for a lift.

                                We're all close to the end.
                                Don't you need a friend?
                                Honor your allegiances.
                                Everyone is drowning in sand.
                                Couldn't you use a hand?
                                Please don't make me guess.

                                When changes make the world a stranger.
                                No one calls and yout life's in danger.
                                If the money's gone without a trace
                                and you're longing for a familiar face.
                                Cars collide and people die.
                                You begin to shake 'til you start to cry.
                                If disasters only start to multiply.
                                My door is open. Drop on by.

                                We're all close to the end.
                                Don't you need a friend?
                                Honor your allegiances.
                                Everyone is drowning in sand.
                                Couldn't you use a hand?
                                Please don't make me guess.

                                Sad again, you're sad again.
                                Hey, you're breaking down.
                                Sad again, you're sad again.
                                Your eyes betray your new smile.

                                When keeping up is killing you
                                and you need a ruling without a clue.
                                When being cool means being dead
                                and your better thoughts are better left unsaid.
                                If you're sad to see your gun's unloaded.
                                Tried to drown but you only floated.
                                If the world is only getting colder,
                                I'd like to offer you a dry shoulder.

                                We're all close to the end.
                                Don't you need a friend?
                                Honor your allegiances.
                                Everyone is drowning in sand.
                                Couldn't you use a hand?
                                Please don't make me guess.

                                Sad again, you're sad again.
                                Hey, you're breaking down.
                                Sad again, you're sad again.
                                Your eyes betray your new smile. Whoa!
                                I never know their names, But i smile just the same
                                New faces...Strange places,
                                Most everything i see, Becomes a blur to me
                                -Grandaddy, "The Final Push to the Sum"

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