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  • The Outsider by A Perfect Circle

    Help me if you can
    it's just that this is going away
    i want it so quickly please,

    help me understand what
    i've given in to all the years
    and this darkness i have known

    lying to myself 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 moment at a time
    what's your rush now, everyone will have his day to die

    medicated, drawn away, picture perfect, no more legiments
    narcisistic, drawn away, 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
    come to this, why do you wanna throw it away like this
    such a *****, why do i wanna watch you

    disconnect and self destruct one moment 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 *****, come to this, come to this

    disconnect and self destruct, one Moment at a time
    what's your hurry, everyone will have his day to die
    if you choose to pull the trigger, should your karma prove sincere,
    do it somewhere far away from here
    "Speaking on the subject of conformity: This rotting concept of the unfathomable nostril mystifies the fuming crotch of my being!!! Stop with the mooing you damned chihuahua!!! Ganglia!! Rats eat babies!" ~ happy noodle boy

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    • On the second day of Christmas my true love sent to me: 2 Turtle Doves,...

      When Doves Cry
      Prince


      Dig if u will the picture
      Of u and I engaged in a kiss
      The sweat of your body covers me
      Can u my darling
      Can u picture this?

      Dream if u can a courtyard
      An ocean of violets in bloom
      Animals strike curious poses
      They feel the heat
      The heat between me and u

      How can u just leave me standing?
      Alone in a world that's so cold? (So cold)
      Maybe I'm just 2 demanding
      Maybe I'm just like my father 2 bold
      Maybe you're just like my mother
      She's never satisfied (She's never satisfied)
      Why do we scream at each other
      This is what it sounds like
      When doves cry

      Touch if u will my stomach
      Feel how it trembles inside
      You've got the butterflies all tied up
      Don't make me chase u
      Even doves have pride

      How can u just leave me standing?
      Alone in a world so cold? (World so cold)
      Maybe I'm just 2 demanding
      Maybe I'm just like my father 2 bold
      Maybe you're just like my mother
      She's never satisfied (She's never satisfied)
      Why do we scream at each other
      This is what it sounds like
      When doves cry

      How can u just leave me standing?
      Alone in a world that's so cold? (A world that's so cold)
      Maybe I'm just 2 demanding (Maybe, maybe I'm like my father)
      Maybe I'm just like my father 2 bold (Ya know he's 2 bold)
      Maybe you're just like my mother (Maybe you're just like my mother)
      She's never satisfied (She's never, never satisfied)
      Why do we scream at each other (Why do we scream, why)
      This is what it sounds like

      When doves cry
      When doves cry (Doves cry, doves cry)
      When doves cry (Doves cry, doves cry)

      Don't Cry (Don't Cry)

      When doves cry
      When doves cry
      When doves cry

      When Doves cry (Doves cry, doves cry, doves cry
      Don't cry
      Darling don't cry
      Don't cry
      Don't cry
      Don't don't cry
      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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      • DT8 ft. Roxanne Wild - Destination

        You are the air I breathe
        You are the earth beneath
        You are my destination

        You are the air I breathe
        You are the earth beneath
        I was your destination

        Far, far away
        I hear you call
        Haunting yet beautiful
        Refrain
        You spy with your regretful eyes
        Don't break my heart again in vain

        Can't you wait for me, baby please?
        Won't you wait for me, baby please?(x2)

        You are the air I breathe
        You are the earth beneath
        You are my destination

        You are the air I breathe
        You are the earth beneath
        I was your destination

        You are the air I breathe
        You are the earth beneath
        You are my destination

        You are the air I breathe
        You are the earth beneath
        I was your destination

        You died inside
        Jaded, I cry
        Slave to our memories, no more

        When you broke down
        I hung around
        Lonely but dignified
        Stood my ground

        Can't you wait for me, baby please?
        Wont't you wait for me, baby please? (x2)

        You are the air I breathe
        You are the earth beneath
        You are my destination
        You are the air I breathe
        You are the earth beneath
        I was your destination
        You are my destination

        You are the air I breathe
        You are the earth beneath
        You are my destination

        You are the air I breathe
        You are the earth beneath
        I was your destination
        "The Christian way has not been tried and found wanting, it has been found to be hard and left untried" - GK Chesterton.

        "The most obvious predicition about the future is that it will be mostly like the past" - Alain de Botton

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        • On The 3rd Day of Christmas My True Love Sent to Me, 3 French Hens,...

          My Little Chicken
          Adam Sandler


          When I'm feeling down
          And feeling sad
          You come around
          And make me glad
          I got you
          Oh, my little chicken

          I love your feet
          I love your breasts
          I love the way you eat gravel
          To help you digest
          Oh, my little chicken

          People say you're using me
          In your heart you're a killer
          But I know the worst
          I should fear is
          A slight case of salmonella
          So lie right back
          Don't you cry
          If an egg can fit in there
          Why can't I.....mmmmmmm
          Oh my little

          Bawk, Bawk, Bawk, Bawk
          Bawk, Bawk, Bawk, Bawk
          Bawk, Bawk, Bawk, Bawking Bawk,
          Bawk, Bawk, Bawking Bawk

          You're my love
          My little chicken likes
          To wear garter belts
          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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          • This one is dedicated to MtG and the ever-lovely LTEC.


            He Drinks Tequila
            Sammy Kershaw and Lorrie Morgan


            Everybody knows her,little Miss Rosa
            The queen of the trailer park
            Well,she's a hot pepper and you'll never forget her
            If you ever let her break your heart
            Senor Jose,works all day
            Sweatin' in the red hot sun
            Row after row,everybody knows
            What they do when the weekend comes

            He drinks tequila,and she talks dirty in spanish
            Him in his sombrero,her in her purty pink jammies
            The dance all night to the Mariachis
            Till there ain't nobody left standin'
            He drinks tequila,and she talks dirty in spanish

            Well,the music is blarin' and the neighbors are starin'
            That whole dang trailer is a-rockin'
            Jose's a-howling,the Chihuahua's growlin'
            And Rosie's peelin' off her silk stockings
            "Yo Senora,kiss my body,a brasa mi puerta"
            "Ay,yi yi yi yi,hoochie-coo,to dal ay nochay"

            He drinks tequila,and she talks dirty in spanish
            Him in his sombrero,her in her purty pink jammies
            The dance all night to the Mariachis
            Till there ain't nobody left standin'
            He drinks tequila,and she talks dirty in spanish

            He drinks tequila,and she talks dirty in spanish
            Him in his sombrero,her in her purty pink jammies
            The dance all night to the Mariachis
            Till there ain't nobody left standin'
            He drinks tequila,and she talks dirty in spanish
            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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            • On the fourth day of Christmas, my true love sent to me Four calling birds,...

              Norwegian Wood (This Bird Had Flown)
              The Beatles


              I once had a girl, or should I say, she once had me...
              She showed me her room, isn't it good, norwegian wood?

              She asked me to stay and she told me to sit anywhere,
              So I looked around and I noticed there wasn't a chair.

              I sat on a rug, biding my time, drinking her wine.
              We talked until two and then she said, "It's time for bed"

              She told me she worked in the morning and started to laugh.
              I told her I didn't and crawled off to sleep in the bath

              And when I awoke, I was alone, this bird had flown
              So I lit a fire, isn't it good, norwegian wood.
              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; Sting

                If You Love Somebody Set Them Free

                If you need somebody, call my name
                If you want someone, you can do the same
                If you want to keep something precious
                You got to lock it up and throw away the key
                If you want to hold onto your possession
                Don't even think about me

                If you love somebody, set them free

                If it's a mirror you want, just look into my eyes
                Or a whipping boy, someone to despise
                Or a prisoner in the dark
                Tied up in chains you just can't see
                Or a beast in a gilded cage
                That's all some people ever want to be

                If you love somebody, set them free

                You can't control an independent heart
                Can't tear the one you love apart
                Forever conditioned to believe that we can't live
                We can't live here and be happy with less
                So many riches, so many souls
                Everything we see we want to possess

                If you need somebody, call my name
                If you want someone, you can do the same
                If you want to keep something precious
                You got to lock it up and throw away the key
                If you want to hold onto your possession
                Don't even think about me

                If you love somebody, set them free

                *************************************

                If I Ever Lose My Faith In You

                You could say I lost my faith in science and progress
                You could say I lost my belief in the holy Church
                You could say I lost my sense of direction
                You could say all of this and worse, but
                If I ever lose my faith in you
                There'd be nothing left for me to do

                Some would say I was a lost man in a lost world
                You could say I lost my faith in the people on TV
                You could say I'd lost my belief in our politicians
                Yhey all seemed like game show hosts to me
                If I ever lose my faith in you
                There'd be nothing left for me to do
                I could be lost inside their lies without a trace
                But every time I close my eyes I see your face

                I never saw no miracle of science
                That didn't go from a blessing to a curse
                I never saw no military solution
                That didn't always end up as something worse, but
                Let me say this first
                If I ever lose my faith in you
                There'd be nothing left for me to do
                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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                • Diafana Krina

                  Vast Sad Antarctica

                  There were drunks whisper
                  Songs of love and loss
                  There where the dead turn
                  In their sleep and now and then weep

                  There where love has ended
                  And slowly fade the lamentations of the lost

                  There where your body they have haunted
                  Pathetic tourists of your life

                  Inside the bars where patrons take their own lives
                  Inside our best music
                  In the dark winters of our youth
                  Inside the bowels of the earth
                  Attached Files

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                  • starf*ckers, inc., nine inch nails.

                    my god sits in the back of the limousine
                    my god comes in a wrapper of cellophane
                    my god pouts on the cover of the magazine
                    my god's a shallow little b*tch trying to make the scene

                    I have arrived and this time you should believe the hype
                    I listened to everyone now I know that everyone was right
                    I'll be there for you as long as it works for me
                    I play a game
                    it's called insincerity

                    starf*ckers
                    starf*ckers
                    starf*ckers, inc.
                    starf*ckers

                    I am every f*cking thing and just a little more
                    I sold my soul but don't you dare call me a whore
                    and when I suck you off not a drop will go to waste
                    it's really not so bad you know once you get past the taste, yeah
                    (asskisser)

                    starf*ckers
                    starf*ckers
                    starf*ckers, inc.
                    starf*ckers

                    all our pain
                    how did we ever get by without you?
                    you're so vain
                    I bet you think this song is about you
                    don't you?

                    now I belong I'm one of the chosen ones
                    now I belong I'm one of the beautiful ones

                    runier, nine inch nails.

                    you had all of them on your side, didn't you?
                    you believe in all your lies, didn't you?
                    the ruiner's got a lot to prove he's got nothing to lose and now he made you
                    believe
                    the ruiner's your only friend well he's the living end to the cattle he
                    deceives
                    the raping of the innocent you know the ruiner ruins everything he sees
                    now the only pure thing left in my ****ing world is wearing your disease
                    how did you get so big?
                    how did you get so strong?
                    how did you get so hard?
                    how did you get so long?
                    you had to give them all a sign, didn't you?
                    you had to covet what was mine, didn't you?
                    the ruiner's a collector he's an infector serving his **** to his flies
                    maybe there will come a day when those that you keep blind will suddenly
                    realize
                    maybe it's a part of me you took to a place I hoped it would never go
                    and maybe that ****ed me up so much more than you'll ever know
                    how did you get so big?
                    how did you get so strong?
                    how did you get so hard?
                    how did you get so long?
                    what you gave to me
                    my perfect ring of scars
                    you know I can see what you really are
                    you didn't hurt me nothing can hurt me
                    you didn't hurt me nothing can stop me now
                    I wasn't born with enough middle fingers.
                    [Brandon Roderick? You mean Brock's Toadie?][Hanged from Yggdrasil]

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                    • Muse

                      Time is running out

                      i think i'm drowning
                      asphyxiated
                      i wanna break this spell
                      that you've created

                      you're something beautiful
                      a contradiction
                      i wanna play the game
                      i want the friction

                      you will be the death of me
                      you will be the death of me

                      bury it
                      i won't let you bury it
                      i won't let you smother it
                      i won't let you murder it

                      our time is running out
                      our time is running out
                      you can't push it underground
                      you can't stop it screaming out

                      i wanted freedom
                      bound and restricted
                      i tried to give you up
                      but i'm addicted

                      now that you know i'm trapped
                      sense of elation
                      you'd never dream of
                      breaking this fixation

                      you will squeeze the life out of me

                      bury it
                      i won't let you bury it
                      i won't let you smother it
                      i won't let you murder it

                      and our time is running out
                      and our time is running out
                      you can't push it underground
                      you can't stop it screaming out
                      how did it come to this?
                      ooooohh

                      you will suck the life out of me

                      bury it
                      i won't let you bury it
                      i won't let you smother it
                      i won't let you murder it

                      and our time is running out
                      and our time is running out
                      you can't push it underground
                      you can't stop it screaming out
                      how did it come to this?
                      ooooohh


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                      • I Love How You Love Me Lyrics
                        Paris Sisters



                        I love how your eyes close whenever you kiss me
                        And when I'm away from you I love how you miss me
                        I love the way you always treat me tenderly
                        But, darling, most of all I love how you love me.(love how you love me)
                        I love how your heart beats whenever I hold you
                        I love how you think of me without being told to
                        I love the way your touch is always heavenly
                        But, darling, most of all I love how you love me (love how you love me)

                        < I love how your eyes close whenever you kiss me
                        And when I'm away from you I love how you miss me>
                        I love the way your touch is always heavenly
                        But, darling, most of all I love how you love me (love how you love me)
                        I love how you hug me (love how you hug me)
                        I love how you squeeze me, tease me, please me
                        Love---how you love me
                        I love how you love me.
                        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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                        • On the fifth day of Christmas, my true love sent to me Five golden rings,...

                          GOLDMINE
                          Pointer Sisters



                          Flowers arrive
                          Who else whould think of that but my guy
                          He's all heart and all mine
                          Ooh, and I don't have to be Miss Perfect One
                          For him to love what he sees
                          I can feel it in the little things he does
                          What I found he's every woman's dream

                          My baby he's a goldmine
                          Ooh, what he does just keeps my heart in love
                          My baby he's a goldmine
                          Ooh, all he does just keeps me here in love

                          Five times a day
                          He calls me up to say, "How ya doin' babe"
                          He's just that way
                          Leaves me little notes by my coffee cup
                          The sweetest poetry to me
                          Ooh and every night he tells me with his touch
                          The way he moves just makes me want to scream

                          His eyer were fire, my heart was cold
                          My arms were ready for new love to hold
                          He makes me feel something that I've never known
                          When you find someone like him, you don't let go

                          Girl's got a goldmine and he's so fine
                          Girl's got a goldmine and he's all mine
                          Baby's got a goldmine, treats me so kind
                          Loves me rain or shine
                          My baby's divine

                          I can feel the little things that he does
                          What I found is every woman's dream
                          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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                          • Triple Shot Thursday; Jan and Dean

                            Dead Man's Curve


                            I was cruisin' in my Stingray late one night
                            When an XKE pulled up on the right
                            And rolled down the window of his shiny new Jag
                            And challenged me then and there to a drag
                            I said, "you're on, buddy, my mill's runnin' fine
                            Let's come off the line, now, at Sunset and Vine
                            But I'll go you one better if you've got the nerve
                            Let's race all the way
                            To Dead Man's Curve"

                            Chorus:

                            Dead Man's Curve, it's no place to play
                            Dead Man's Curve, you must keep away
                            Dead Man's Curve, I can hear 'em say:
                            "Won't come back from Dead Man's Curve"

                            The street was deserted late Friday night
                            We were buggin' each other while we sat out the light
                            We both popped the clutch when the light turned green
                            You shoulda heard the whine from my screamin' machine
                            I flew past LaBrea, Schwab's, and Crescent Heights
                            And all the Jag could see were my six taillights
                            He passed me at Doheny then I started to swerve
                            But I pulled her out and there we were
                            At Dead Man's Curve

                            Partial chorus:

                            Dead Man's Curve, it's no place to play
                            Dead Man's Curve

                            Dramatic interlude:

                            Well - the last thing I remember, Doc, I started to swerve
                            And then I saw the Jag slide into the curve
                            I know I'll never forget that horrible sight
                            I guess I found out for myself that everyone was right

                            "Won't come back from Dead Man's Curve"

                            [repeat chorus to fade]

                            ***************************************

                            THE LITTLE OLD LADY (FROM PASADENA)


                            It's the little old lady from Pasadena

                            The little old lady from Pasadena
                            (Go, Granny, go, Granny, go Granny go)
                            Has a pretty little flower bed of white gardenias
                            (Go, Granny, go, Granny, go Granny go)
                            But parked in a rickety old garage
                            Is a brand new, shiny red Super Stock Dodge

                            CHORUS:
                            And everybody's sayin' that there's nobody meaner
                            Than the little old lady from Pasadena
                            (She drives real fast and she drives real hard)
                            She's the terror of Colorado Boulevard

                            It's the little old lady from Pasadena
                            If you see her on the street don't try to choose her
                            (Go, Granny, go, Granny, go Granny go)
                            You might drive a goer but you'll never lose her
                            (Go, Granny, go, Granny, go Granny go)
                            Well, she's gonna get a ticket now sooner or later
                            'Cause she can't keep her foot off the accelerator

                            CHORUS

                            MUSICAL INTERLUDE

                            (Go, Granny, go, Granny, go Granny go)
                            (Go, Granny, go, Granny, go Granny go)
                            The guys come to race her for miles around
                            But she'll give 'em a length and then she'll shut 'em down

                            CHORUS

                            Go, Granny, go, Granny, go Granny go *REPEAT 6 TIMES

                            FADE

                            ****************************************

                            Surf City


                            Two girls for every boy

                            I bought a '30 Ford wagon and we call it a woodie (Surf City, here we come)
                            You know it's not very cherry, it's an oldie but a goodie (Surf City, here we come)
                            Well, it ain't got a back set or a rear window
                            But it still gets me where I wanna go

                            And we're goin' to Surf City, 'cause it's two to one
                            You know we're goin' to Surf City, gonna have some fun
                            You know we're goin' to Surf City, 'cause it's two to one
                            You know we're goin' to Surf City, gonna have some fun, now
                            Two girls for every boy

                            You know they never roll the streets up 'cause there's always somethin' goin' (Surf City, here we come)
                            You know they're either out surfin' or they got a party growin' (Surf City, here we come)
                            Yeah, and there's two swingin' honeys for every guy
                            And all you gotta do is just wink your eye

                            And we're goin' to Surf City, 'cause it's two to one
                            You know we're goin' to Surf City, gonna have some fun
                            You know we're goin' to Surf City, 'cause it's two to one
                            You know we're goin' to Surf City, gonna have some fun, now
                            Two girls for every boy

                            And if my woody breaks down on me somewhere on the surf route (Surf City, here we come)
                            I'll strap my board to my back and hitch a ride in my wetsuit (Surf City, here we come)
                            And when I get to Surf City I'll be shootin' the curl
                            And checkin' out the parties for a surfer girl

                            And we're goin' to Surf City, 'cause it's two to one
                            You know we're goin' to Surf City, gonna have some fun
                            You know we're goin' to Surf City, 'cause it's two to one
                            You know we're goin' to Surf City, gonna have some fun, now
                            Two girls for every boy
                            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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                            • On the sixth day of Christmas, my true love sent to me Six geese a-laying, ...

                              Wild Geese
                              Cliff Richards


                              Look at the golden dawn
                              See the sunset
                              On the silver thorn
                              Just remember
                              It was all for you and me
                              High on the ragged hill
                              He was dying
                              And He's dying still
                              Oh my Lord
                              You were born to set men free
                              And the mission bells are ringing
                              As the prisoner finds release
                              And the Love we knew is returning
                              Like wild geese

                              And the signal fires are burning
                              For the everlasting peace
                              And the Love we knew is returning
                              Like wild geese

                              Only the closest heart
                              Could believe that love's
                              A dying art
                              After all the
                              Hungry mouths He fed
                              Eyes on the gentle one
                              Looked for the kindness
                              But they gave Him none
                              Not a sip of wine
                              Or a crust of bread


                              And the mission bells are ringing
                              As the prisoner finds release
                              And the Love we knew is returning
                              Like wild geese

                              And the signal fires are burning
                              For the everlasting peace
                              And the Love we knew is returning
                              Like wild geese
                              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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                              • On the seventh day of Christmas, my true love sent to me Seven swans a-swimming, ..

                                T-Rex
                                Ride A White Swan


                                Ride it on out like a bird in the sky way,
                                Ride it on out like you were a bird,
                                Fly it all out like an eagle in a sunbeam
                                Ride it all out like you were a bird.
                                Wear a tall hat like a Druid in the old days,
                                Wear a tall hat and a tattooed gown,
                                Ride a white swan like the people of the Beltane,
                                Wear your hair long babe, you can't go wrong
                                Catch a bright star and place it on you forehead,
                                Say a few spells and there you go.
                                Take a black cat and sit it on you shoulder
                                And in the morning you'll know all you know.
                                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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