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  • #31
    Kaak, good lil boylorites arn't supposed to hate!

    MAc: some awesome tunes!

    EVerlasting Gaze by SMashing PUmpkins
    You know I'm not dead
    You know I'm, You know I'm not dead
    You know Im' not dead.
    Now you know where I've been
    as you sleep
    torn I am
    weighted down
    patiently
    born of love.

    You know I'm not dead
    I'm just living in my head
    forever waiting.

    On the ways of your desire
    you always find a way
    and thru it all
    into us all you move
    forgotten touch
    forbidden thought
    we can never have enough.

    You know I'm not dead.

    Found below
    the creatures scream
    stranglehold
    a god machine
    begging to
    tear us out
    worn as hope.

    You know I'm not dead
    I'm just the tears inside your head
    forever waiting.

    On the ways of your desire
    you always find a way
    and thru it all
    into us all you move
    forgotten touch
    forbidden thought
    we can never have enough.

    You know I'm not dead.

    We all want to hold in the everlasting gaze
    enchanted in the rapture of his sentimental sway
    but underneath the wheels lie the skulls of every c.o.g.
    the fickle fascination of an everlasting god.

    You know I'm not dead
    I'm just living in my head
    forever waiting
    Forever waiting on cruel death
    you know I'm not dead
    I'm just living for myself
    forever waiting.
    You know I'm not dead.

    Anywhere is by Enya

    I WALK THE MAZE OF MOMENTS
    BUT EVERYWHERE I TURN TO
    BEGINS A NEW BEGINNING
    BUT NEVER FINDS A FINISH
    I WALK TO THE HORIZON
    AND THERE I FIND ANOTHER
    IT ALL SEEMS SO SURPRISING
    AND THEN I FIND THAT I KNOW

    YOU GO THERE YOU´RE GONE FOREVER
    I GO THERE I´LL LOSE MY WAY
    IF WE STAY HERE WE´RE NOT TOGETHER
    ANYWHERE IS

    THE MOON UPON THE OCEAN
    IS SWEPT AROUND IN MOTION
    BUT WITHOUT EVER KNOWING
    THE REASON FOR ITS FLOWING
    IN MOTION ON THE OCEAN
    THE MOON STILL KEEPS ON MOVING
    THE WAVES STILL KEEP ON WAVING
    AND I STILL KEEP ON GOING

    YOU GO THERE YOU´RE GONE FOREVER...

    I WONDER IF THE STARS SIGN
    THE LIFE THAT IS TO BE MINE
    AND WOULD THEY LET THEIR LIGHT SHINE
    ENOUGH FOR ME TO FOLLOW
    I LOOK UP TO THE HEAVENS
    BUT NIGHT HAS CLOUDED OVER
    NO SPARK OF CONSTELLATION
    NO VELA NO ORION

    THE SHELLS UPON THE WARM SANDS
    HAVE TAKEN FROM THEIR OWN LANDS
    THE ECHO OF THEIR STORY
    BUT ALL I HEAR ARE LOW SOUNDS
    AS PILLOW WORDS ARE WEAVING
    AND WILLOW WAVES ARE LEAVING
    BUT SHOULD I BE BELIEVING
    THAT I AM ONLY DREAMING

    YOU GO THERE YOU´RE GONE FOREVER...

    TO LEAVE THE THREAD OF ALL TIME
    AND LET IT MAKE A DARK LINE
    IN HOPES THAT I CAN STILL FIND
    THW WAY BACK TO THE MOMENT
    I TOOK THE TURN AND TURN TO
    BEGIN A NEW BEGINNING
    STILL LOOKING FOR THE ANSWER
    I CANNOT FIND THE FINISH
    IT´S EITHER THIS OR THAT WAY
    IT´S ONE WAY OR THE OTHER
    IT SHOULD BE ONE DIRECTION
    IT COULD BE ON REFLECTION
    THE TURN I HAVE JUST TAKEN
    THE TURN THAT I WAS MAKING
    I MIGHT BE JUST BEGINNING
    I MIGHT BE NEAR THE END

    You are SO Beautiful By Joe Cocker
    you are so beautiful
    to me you are so beautiful
    to me, can’t you see
    you’re everything I’ve hoped for
    you’re everything I need
    you are so beautiful to me
    you are so beautiful to me
    you are so beautiful to me, can’t you see
    you’re everything I’ve hoped for
    you’re everything I need
    you are so beautiful to me.
    "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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    • #32
      I CAN'T HELP MYSELF

      Sugarpie honeybunch
      You know that I love you
      I can't help myself
      I love you and nobody else
      In and out my life
      You come and you go
      Leaving just your picture behind
      And I kissed it a thousand times

      When you snap your fingers
      Or wink your eye
      I come a running to you
      I'm tied to you, baby
      And there's nothing I can do
      Ooh, sugar

      Sugarpie honeybunch
      I'm weaker than a man should be
      I can't help myself
      I'm a fool in love you see
      Wanna tell you I don't love you
      Tell you that we're through
      And I've tried
      But everytime I see your face
      I get up all choked up inside

      When I call your name, girl
      It starts the flame burning in my heart
      Tearin' it all apart
      No matter how I try
      My love I cannot hide

      Sugarpie honeybunch
      You now that I'm weak for you
      I can't help myself
      I love you and nobody else

      Sugarpie honeybunch
      I'll do anything you ask me to
      I can't help myself
      I want you and nobody else

      Sugarpie honeybunch
      You know that I love you
      I can't help myself
      "If you obey all the rules, you miss all the fun." -Katherine Hepburn

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      • #33
        Devilmunchkin, your music is depressing...

        I am a Man of Constant Sorrow

        (In constant sorrow through his days )

        I am a man of constant sorrow
        I've seen trouble all my day.
        I bid farewell to old Kentucky
        The place where I was born and raised.
        (The place where he was born and raised )

        For six long years I've been in trouble
        No pleasures here on earth I found
        For in this world I'm bound to ramble
        I have no friends to help me now.

        (chorus) He has no friends to help him now

        It's fare thee well my old lover
        I never expect to see you again
        For I'm bound to ride that northern railroad
        Perhaps I'll die upon this train.

        (chorus) Perhaps he'll die upon this train.

        You can bury me in some deep valley
        For many years where I may lay
        Then you may learn to love another
        While I am sleeping in my grave.

        (chorus) While he is sleeping in his grave.

        Maybe your friends think I'm just a stranger
        My face you'll never see no more.
        But there is one promise that is given
        I'll meet you on God's golden shore.

        (chorus) He'll meet you on God's golden shore.

        Big Rock Candy Mountain

        One evening as the sun went down
        And the jungle fires were burning,
        Down the track came a hobo hiking,
        And he said, "Boys, I'm not turning
        I'm headed for a land that's far away
        Besides the crystal fountains
        So come with me, we'll go and see
        The Big Rock Candy Mountains

        In the Big Rock Candy Mountains,
        There's a land that's fair and bright,
        Where the handouts grow on bushes
        And you sleep out every night.
        Where the boxcars all are empty
        And the sun shines every day
        And the birds and the bees
        And the cigarette trees
        The lemonade springs
        Where the bluebird sings
        In the Big Rock Candy Mountains.

        In the Big Rock Candy Mountains
        All the cops have wooden legs
        And the bulldogs all have rubber teeth
        And the hens lay soft-boiled eggs
        The farmers' trees are full of fruit
        And the barns are full of hay
        Oh I'm bound to go
        Where there ain't no snow
        Where the rain don't fall
        The winds don't blow
        In the Big Rock Candy Mountains.

        In the Big Rock Candy Mountains
        You never change your socks
        And the little streams of alcohol
        Come trickling down the rocks
        The brakemen have to tip their hats
        And the railway bulls are blind
        There's a lake of stew
        And of whiskey too
        You can paddle all around it
        In a big canoe
        In the Big Rock Candy Mountains

        In the Big Rock Candy Mountains,
        The jails are made of tin.
        And you can walk right out again,
        As soon as you are in.
        There ain't no short-handled shovels,
        No axes, saws nor picks,
        I'm bound to stay
        Where you sleep all day,
        Where they hung the jerk
        That invented work
        In the Big Rock Candy Mountains.

        ................
        I'll see you all this coming fall
        In the Big Rock Candy Mountains
        Today, you are the waves of the Pacific, pushing ever eastward. You are the sequoias rising from the Sierra Nevada, defiant and enduring.

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        • #34
          Not a song, I'm putting here anyway, because I can.
          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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          • #35
            for you ... my best friend Slowwhand


            bridge over troubled water


            When you´re weary, feeling small
            When tears are in your eyes, I'll dry them all...all...
            I´m on your side, oh, when times get rough
            And friends just can´t be found
            Like a bridge over troubled water
            I will lay me down
            Like a bridge over troubled water
            I will lay me down

            When you´re down and out
            When you´re on the street
            When evening falls so hard
            I will comfort you (ooh)
            I´ll take your part, oh, when darkness comes
            And pain is all around
            Like a bridge over troubled water
            I will lay me down
            Like a bridge over troubled water
            I will lay me down

            (brief instrumental interlude)

            Sail on silver girl
            Sail on by
            Your time has come to shine
            All your dreams are on their way
            See how they shine
            Oh, if you need a friend
            I´m sailing right behind
            Like a bridge over troubled water
            I will ease your mind
            Like a bridge over troubled water
            I will ease your mind
            "If you obey all the rules, you miss all the fun." -Katherine Hepburn

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            • #36
              Lonestar: enya, cocker, and smashing pumpkins are not depressing!

              nor is TONE loc! good lawdy! if i listened to marilyn manson and nin every second of my existence i'd be dead. i listen to it for somethign to relate to. it helps...but you can't listen to it all the time. i think you've gathered a stereotype by what you think a "goth" should be. you know i LOVe the b52s and 80's music????
              but just for you, i'll play into your stereotype...then break it.
              boann: breath taking song! my nana used to sing it.
              Bela Lugosi's Dead by Bauhaus
              white on white translucent black capes
              back on the back
              bela lugosi's dead
              the bats have left the bell tower
              the victims have been bled
              red velvet lines the black box
              bela lugosi's dead
              undead undead undead
              the virginal brides file past his tomb
              strewn with time's dead flowers
              bereft in deathly bloom
              alone in a darkened room
              the count bela lugosi's dead
              undead undead undead

              oh bela
              bela's undead

              Tarzan Boy by Baltimora
              Jungle life
              I'm far away from nowhere
              On my own like Tarzan Boy
              Hide and seek
              I play along while rushing cross the forest
              Monkey business on a sunny afternoon
              Jungle life
              I'm living in the open
              Native beat that carries on
              Burning bright
              A fire the blows the signal to the sky
              I sit and wonder does the message get to you

              Night to night
              Gimme the other, gimme the other
              chance tonight
              Gimme the other, gimme the other
              Night to night
              Gimme the other, gimme the other world

              Jungle life
              You're far away from nothing
              It's all right
              You won't miss home
              Take a chance
              Leave everything behind you
              Come and join me
              Won't be sorry
              It's easy to survive

              Jungle life
              We're living in the open
              All alone like Tarzan Boy
              Hide and seek
              We play along while rushing cross the forest
              Monkey business on a sunny afternoon

              Night to night
              Gimme the other, gimme the other
              Chance tonight
              Oh Yeah
              Night to night
              Gimme the other, gimme the other
              Night to night
              You won't play
              Night to night
              Gimme the other, gimme the other
              Chance tonight
              Oh Yeah
              Night to night
              Night to night
              Gimme the other, gimme the other


              Deadbeat Club by the B52's

              I was good, I could talk
              A mile a minute,
              On this caffeine buzz I was on
              We were really hummin'
              We would talk every day for hours
              We belong to the deadbeat club
              Anyway we can,
              We're gonna find something
              We'll dance in the garden
              In torn sheets in the rain

              We're the deadbeat club
              We're the deadbeat club

              Going down to Allen's for
              A twenty-five cent beer
              And the jukebox playing real loud,
              "Ninety-six tears"
              We're wild girls walkin' down the street
              Wild girls and boys going out for a big time

              Let's go crash that party down
              In Normaltown tonight
              Then we'll go skinny-dippin'
              In the moonlight
              We're wild girls walkin' down the street
              Wild girls and boys going out for a big time

              Anyway we can
              We're gonna find something
              We'll dance in the garden
              In torn sheets in the rain

              Oh no! Here they come
              The members of the deadbeat club
              "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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              • #37
                Everlast - What it's like

                We've all seen the man at the liquor store beggin' for your change
                The hair on his face is dirty, dreadlocked and full of mange
                He ask the man for what he could spare with shame in his eyes
                'Get a job you fvckin' slob''s all he replied

                CHORUS
                God forbid you ever had to walk a mile in his shoes
                'Cause then you really might know what it's like to sing the blues
                Then you really might know what it's like (X4)

                Mary got pregnant from a kid named Tom who said he was in love
                He said don't worry about a thing baby doll I'm the man you've been dreamin' of
                But three months later he said he won't date her or return her call
                And she sweared god damn if I find that man I'm cuttin' off his balls
                And then she heads for the clinic and she gets some static walkin' through the doors
                They call her a killer, and they call her a sinner, and they call her a whore

                CHORUS
                God forbid you ever had to walk a mile in her shoes
                'Cause then you really might know what it's like to have to choose
                Then you really might know what it's like (X4)

                I've seen a rich man beg
                I've seen a good man sin
                I've seen a tough man cry
                I've seen a loser win
                And a sad man grin
                I heard an honest man lie
                I've seen the good side of bad
                And the down side of up
                And everything between
                I licked the silver spoon
                Drank from the golden cup
                Smoked the finest green
                I stroked daddies dimes at least a couple of times
                Before I broke there heart
                You know where it ends
                Yo, it usually depends on where you start

                I knew this kid named Max
                He used to get fat stacks out on the corner with drugs
                He liked to hang out late at night
                Liked to get sh!t faced
                And keep pace with thugs
                Until late one night there was a big gun fight
                Max lost his head
                He pulled out his chrome .45
                Talked some sh!t
                And wound up dead
                Now his wife and his kids are caught in the midst of all of his pain
                You know it crumbles that way
                At least that's what they say when you play the game

                CHORUS
                God forbid you ever had to wake up to hear the news
                'Cause then you really might know what it's like to have to lose
                Then you really might know what it's like (X4)

                To have to lose...



                Rolling Stones - Under my thumb

                Under my thumb
                The girl who once had me down
                Under my thumb
                The girl who once pushed me around

                It's down to me
                The difference in the clothes she wears
                Down to me, the change has come,
                She's under my thumb

                Ain't it the truth babe?

                Under my thumb
                The squirmin' dog who's just had her day
                Under my thumb
                A girl who has just changed her ways

                It's down to me, yes it is
                The way she does just what she's told
                Down to me, the change has come
                She's under my thumb
                Ah, ah, say it's alright

                Under my thumb
                A siamese cat of a girl
                Under my thumb
                She's the sweetest, hmmm, pet in the world

                It's down to me
                The way she talks when she's spoken to
                Down to me, the change has come,
                She's under my thumb
                Ah, take it easy babe
                Yeah

                It's down to me, oh yeah
                The way she talks when she's spoken to
                Down to me, the change has come,
                She's under my thumb
                Yeah, it feels alright

                Under my thumb
                Her eyes are just kept to herself
                Under my thumb, well I
                I can still look at someone else

                It's down to me, oh that's what I said
                The way she talks when she's spoken to
                Down to me, the change has come,
                She's under my thumb
                Say, it's alright.

                Say it's all...
                Say it's all...

                Take it easy babe
                Take it easy babe
                Feels alright
                Take it, take it easy babe.

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                • #38
                  DM: I frickin' hate Marlyan Manson

                  Sweet Home Alabama
                  Big wheels keep on turning
                  Carry me home to see my kin
                  Singing songs about the Southland
                  I miss Alabamy once again
                  And I think its a sin, yes

                  Well I heard mister Young sing about her
                  Well, I heard ole Neil put her down
                  Well, I hope Neil Young will remember
                  A Southern man don't need him around anyhow

                  Sweet home Alabama
                  Where the skies are so blue
                  Sweet Home Alabama
                  Lord, I'm coming home to you

                  In Birmingham they love the gov' nor
                  Now we all did what we could do
                  Now Watergate does not bother me
                  Does your conscience bother you?
                  Tell the truth

                  Sweet home Alabama
                  Where the skies are so blue
                  Sweet Home Alabama
                  Lord, I'm coming home to you
                  Here I come Alabama

                  Now Muscle Shoals has got the Swampers
                  And they've been known to pick a song or two
                  Lord they get me off so much
                  They pick me up when I'm feeling blue
                  Now how about you?

                  Sweet home Alabama
                  Where the skies are so blue
                  Sweet Home Alabama
                  Lord, I'm coming home to you

                  Sweet home Alabama
                  Oh sweet home baby
                  Where the skies are so blue
                  And the guv'nor's true
                  Sweet Home Alabama
                  Lordy
                  Lord, I'm coming home to you
                  Yea, yea Montgomery's got the answer
                  Today, you are the waves of the Pacific, pushing ever eastward. You are the sequoias rising from the Sierra Nevada, defiant and enduring.

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                  • #39
                    Thanks, Kitty. I appreciate the thought.
                    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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                    • #40
                      Lonestar: well DUH! you're an aggie..in the CORPS!

                      even my best friend doesn't like him. but i do. so..oh well.

                      SOME FROM THE KING!!!
                      Can't Help falling in Love with You
                      Wise men say, only fools rush in
                      But I can't help, Falling in love with you

                      Shall I stay?
                      Would it be a sin?
                      If i can't help, Falling in love with you.

                      Like a river flows, surly to the sea
                      Darling so it goes, somethings are meant to be

                      Take my hand, take my whole life too
                      For I can't help, Falling in love with you

                      Like a river flows, surly to the sea
                      Darling so it goes, somethings are meant to be

                      Take my hand, take my whole life too
                      For I can't help falling in love, with you

                      For I can't help falling in love, with you

                      Jailhouse Rock
                      The warden threw a party in the county jail.
                      The prison band was there and they began to wail.
                      The band was jumpin' and the joint began to swing.
                      You should've heard those knocked out jailbirds sing.
                      Let's rock, everybody, let's rock.
                      Everybody in the whole cell block
                      was dancin' to the Jailhouse Rock.

                      Spider Murphy played the tenor saxophone,
                      Little Joe was blowin' on the slide trombone.
                      The drummer boy from Illinois went crash, boom, bang,
                      the whole rhythm section was the Purple Gang.
                      Let's rock, everybody, let's rock.
                      Everybody in the whole cell block
                      was dancin' to the Jailhouse Rock.

                      Number forty-seven said to number three:
                      "You're the cutest jailbird I ever did see.
                      I sure would be delighted with your company,
                      come on and do the Jailhouse Rock with me."
                      Let's rock, everybody, let's rock.
                      Everybody in the whole cell block
                      was dancin' to the Jailhouse Rock.

                      The sad sack was a sittin' on a block of stone
                      way over in the corner weepin' all alone.
                      The warden said, "Hey, buddy, don't you be no square.
                      If you can't find a partner use a wooden chair."
                      Let's rock, everybody, let's rock.
                      Everybody in the whole cell block
                      was dancin' to the Jailhouse Rock.

                      Shifty Henry said to Bugs, "For Heaven's sake,
                      no one's lookin', now's our chance to make a break."
                      Bugsy turned to Shifty and he said, "Nix nix,
                      I wanna stick around a while and get my kicks."
                      Let's rock, everybody, let's rock.
                      Everybody in the whole cell block
                      was dancin' to the Jailhouse Rock.

                      Devil in Disguise
                      You look like an angel
                      Walk like an angel
                      Talk like an angel
                      But I got wise
                      You're the devil in disguise
                      Oh yes you are
                      The devil in disguise

                      You fooled me with your kisses
                      You cheated and you schemed
                      Heaven knows how you lied to me
                      You're not the way you seemed

                      You look like an angel
                      Walk like an angel
                      Talk like an angel
                      But I got wise

                      You're the devil in disguise
                      Oh yes you are
                      The devil in disguise

                      I thought that I was in heaven
                      But I was sure surprised
                      Heaven help me, I didn't see
                      The devil in your eyes

                      You look like an angel
                      Walk like an angel
                      Talk like an angel

                      But I got wise
                      You're the devil in disguise
                      Oh yes you are
                      The devil in disguise

                      You're the devil in disguise
                      Oh yes you are
                      The devil in disguise
                      Oh yes you are
                      The devil in disguise

                      Viva Las Vegas
                      Bright light city gonna set my soul
                      Gonna set my soul on fire
                      Got a whole lot of money that's ready to burn,
                      So get those stakes up higher
                      There's a thousand pretty women waitin' out there
                      And they're all livin' devil may care
                      And I'm just the devil with love to spare
                      Viva Las Vegas, Viva Las Vegas

                      How I wish that there were more
                      Than the twenty-four hours in the day
                      'Cause even if there were forty more
                      I wouldn't sleep a minute away
                      Oh, there's black jack and poker and the roulette wheel
                      A fortune won and lost on ev'ry deal
                      All you need's a strong heart and a nerve of steel
                      Viva Las Vegas, Viva Las Vegas

                      Viva Las Vegas with you neon flashin'
                      And your one armbandits crashin'
                      All those hopes down the drain
                      Viva Las Vegas turnin' day into nighttime
                      Turnin' night into daytime
                      If you see it once
                      You'll never be the same again

                      I'm gonna keep on the run
                      I'm gonna have me some fun
                      If it costs me my very last dime
                      If I wind up broke up well
                      I'll always remember that I had a swingin' time
                      I'm gonna give it ev'rything I've got
                      Lady luck please let the dice stay hot
                      Let me shout a seven with ev'ry shot
                      Viva Las Vegas, Viva Las Vegas,
                      Viva, Viva Las Vegas
                      "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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                      • #41
                        I was just listening to these two songs...thought I'd just post the lyrics

                        Rolling Stones - Get off of my cloud

                        I live in an apartment on the ninety-ninth floor of my block
                        And I sit at home looking out the window
                        Imagining the world has stopped
                        Then in flies a guy who's all dressed up like a Union Jack
                        And says, I've won five pounds if I have his kind of detergent pack

                        I said, Hey! You! Get off of my cloud
                        Hey! You! Get off of my cloud
                        Hey! You! Get off of my cloud
                        Don't hang around 'cause two's a crowd
                        On my cloud, baby

                        The telephone is ringing
                        I say, "Hi, it's me. Who is it there on the line?"
                        A voice says, "Hi, hello, how are you
                        Well, I guess I'm doin' fine"
                        He says, "It's three a.m., there's too much noise
                        Don't you people ever wanna go to bed?
                        Just 'cause you feel so good, do you have
                        To drive me out of my head?"

                        I said, Hey! You! Get off of my cloud
                        Hey! You! Get off of my cloud
                        Hey! You! Get off of my cloud
                        Don't hang around 'cause two's a crowd
                        On my cloud baby

                        I was sick and tired, fed up with this
                        And decided to take a drive downtown
                        It was so very quiet and peaceful
                        There was nobody, not a soul around
                        I laid myself out, I was so tired and I started to dream
                        In the morning the parking tickets were just like
                        A flag stuck on my window screen

                        I said, Hey! You! Get off of my cloud
                        Hey! You! Get off of my cloud
                        Hey! You! Get off of my cloud
                        Don't hang around 'cause two's a crowd
                        On my cloud

                        Hey! You! Get off of my cloud
                        Hey! You! Get off of my cloud
                        Hey! You! Get off of my cloud
                        Don't hang around, baby, two's a crowd



                        Elvis Presley - Viva Las Vegas

                        Bright light city gonna set my soul
                        Gonna set my soul on fire
                        Got a whole lot of money that's ready to burn,
                        So get those stakes up higher
                        There's a thousand pretty women waitin' out there
                        And they're all livin' devil may care
                        And I'm just the devil with love to spare
                        Viva Las Vegas, Viva Las Vegas

                        How I wish that there were more
                        Than the twenty-four hours in the day
                        'Cause even if there were forty more
                        I wouldn't sleep a minute away
                        Oh, there's black jack and poker and the roulette wheel
                        A fortune won and lost on ev'ry deal
                        All you need's a strong heart and a nerve of steel
                        Viva Las Vegas, Viva Las Vegas

                        Viva Las Vegas with you neon flashin'
                        And your one armbandits crashin'
                        All those hopes down the drain
                        Viva Las Vegas turnin' day into nighttime
                        Turnin' night into daytime
                        If you see it once
                        You'll never be the same again

                        I'm gonna keep on the run
                        I'm gonna have me some fun
                        If it costs me my very last dime
                        If I wind up broke up well
                        I'll always remember that I had a swingin' time
                        I'm gonna give it ev'rything I've got
                        Lady luck please let the dice stay hot
                        Let me shout a seven with ev'ry shot
                        Viva Las Vegas, Viva Las Vegas,
                        Viva, Viva Las Vegas

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                        • #42


                          Did 'Munchie and I just post the same song...(Viva Las Vegas)...?????

                          w000000000000000000000000t

                          Scary...

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                          • #43
                            what!!!

                            omg! zopper! stop being like me!
                            "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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                            • #44
                              Re: what!!!

                              Originally posted by devilmunchkin
                              omg! zopper! stop being like me!
                              Sorry...

                              Anyway...some more lyrics...and don't you dare post the same, 'Munchie!

                              U2 - Where the streets have no name

                              I want to run
                              I want to hide
                              I want to tear down the walls
                              That hold me inside
                              I want to reach out
                              And touch the flame
                              Where the streets have no name

                              I want to feel sunlight on my face
                              I see the dust cloud disappear
                              Without a trace
                              I want to take shelter from the poison rain
                              Where the streets have no name

                              Where the streets have no name
                              Where the streets have no name
                              We're still building
                              Then burning down love
                              Burning down love
                              And when I go there
                              I go there with you
                              It's all I can do

                              The city's aflood
                              And our love turns to rust
                              We're beaten and blown by the wind
                              Trampled in dust
                              I'll show you a place
                              High on a desert plain
                              Where the streets have no name

                              Where the streets have no name
                              Where the streets have no name
                              We're still building
                              Then burning down love
                              Burning down love
                              And when I go there
                              I go there with you
                              It's all I can do
                              Our love turns to rust
                              We're beaten and blown by the wind
                              Blown by the wind
                              Oh, and I see love
                              See our love turn to rust
                              We're beaten and blown by the wind
                              Blown by the wind
                              Oh, when I go there
                              I go there with you
                              It's all I can do

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                              • #45
                                DM: I bet ya a nickel most Bears hate that fool too...

                                ....besides, this is real music...

                                Paradise City
                                Just a'urchin livin'under the street
                                I'm a hard case that's tough to beat
                                I'm your charity case
                                So buy somethin'to eat
                                I'll pay you at another time
                                Take it to the end of the line
                                Rags to richez or so they say
                                Ya gotta-keep pushin'for the fortune and fame
                                It's all a gamble
                                When it's just a game
                                Ya treat it like a capital crime
                                Evrybody's doin'their time


                                Take me down
                                To the paradise city
                                Where the grass is green
                                And the girls are pretty
                                Take me home


                                Strapped in the chaire of the city's gas chamber
                                Why I'm here I can't quite remember
                                The surgeon general says it's hazardous to breathe
                                I'd have another cigarette but I can't see
                                Tell me who ya gonna believe


                                Take me down
                                To the paradise city
                                Where the grass is green
                                And the girls are pretty
                                Take me home


                                So far away
                                So far away
                                So far away
                                So far away


                                Captain America's been torn apart
                                Now he's a court jester with a broken heart
                                He said -
                                Turn me around and take me back to the start
                                I must be losin'my mind - "Are you blind?"
                                I've seen it all a million times


                                Take me down
                                To the paradise city
                                Where the grass is green
                                And the girls are pretty
                                Take me home
                                Today, you are the waves of the Pacific, pushing ever eastward. You are the sequoias rising from the Sierra Nevada, defiant and enduring.

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