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  • Neil Young
    Ordinary People

    In a dusty town a clock struck high noon, two men stood face to face.
    One wore black and one wore white, but of fear there wasn't a trace.
    Two hundred years later two hot rods drag through the very same place,
    And a half a million people
    Moved in to pick up the pace, a factory full of people.
    Makin' parts to go to outer space, a train load of people.
    They were aimin' for another place, out of town people.

    There's a man in the window with a big cigar, says everything's for sale.
    The house and the boat and the railroad car, the owner's gotta go to jail.
    He acquired these things from a life of crime, now he's selling them to raise his bail.
    He was rippin' off the people.
    Sellin' guns to the underground, tryin' to help the people.
    Lose their ass for a piece of ground, rippin' off the people.
    Skimmin' the top when there was no one around, tryin' to help the people.

    He was dealing antiques in a hardware store but he sure had a lot to hide.
    He had a backroom full of the guns of war and a ton of ammunition besides.
    Well, he walked with a cane, kept a bolt on the door with five pit bulls inside,
    Just a warning to the people
    Who might try to break in at night, protection from the people.
    Selling safety in the darkest night, tryin' to help the people.
    Get the drugs to the street all right, ordinary people.

    Well, it's hard to say where a man goes wrong, might be here and it might be there.
    What starts out weak might get too strong, if you can't tell foul from fair.
    But it's hard to judge from an angry throng of hands stretched into the air,
    The vigilante people.
    Takin' law into their own hands, conscientious people.
    Crackin' down on the druglord's land, government people.
    Confiscatin' all the dealer's land, patch-of-ground people.

    Down at the factory, they're puttin' new windows in.
    The vandals made a mess of things, and the homeless just walked right in.
    Well, they worked here once, and they live here now, but they might work here again,
    They're ordinary people.
    And they're livin' in a nightmare, hard workin' people.
    And they don't know how they go there, ordinary people.
    And they think that you don't care, hard workin' people.

    Down on the assembly line, they keep puttin' the same thing out.
    But the people today, they just ain't buyin', nobody can figure it out.
    Well, they try like hell to build a quality end, they're workin' hard without a doubt,
    They're ordinary people.
    And the dollar's what it's all about, hard workin' people.
    But the customers are walkin' out, Lee Iacocca people.
    Yeah, they look but they just don't buy, hard workin' people.

    Two out of work models and a fashion slave try to dance away the Michelob night.
    The bartender poured himself another drink, while two drunks sat watchin' the fight.
    The champ went down, then he got up again, and then he went out like a light,
    He was fightin' for the people.
    But his timing wasn't right, for Las Vegas people
    Who came to see a Las Vegas fight, high rollin' people.
    Takin' limos though the neon night, fightin' for the people.

    And then a new Rolls Royce and a company car they went flyin' down the street.
    Each one tryin' to make it to the gate before employees manned the fleet.
    The trucks full of products for the modern home, set to roll out into the street
    Of downtown people.
    Tryin' to make their way to work, nose-to-the-stone people.
    Some are saints, and some are jerks, hard workin' people.
    Stoppin' for a drink on the way to work, alcoholic people.
    Yeah Yeah, they're takin' it one day, one day at a time.

    Out on the railroad track, they're cleanin' up number nine.
    They're scrubbin' the boiler down, well, she really is lookin' fine.
    Awe, she's lookin' so good, they're gonna bring her back on line,
    Ordinary people.
    They're gonna bring the good things back, nose-to-the stone people.
    Put the business back on track, ordinary people.
    I got faith in the regular kind, hard workin' people,
    Patch-of-ground people.

    The Rolling Stones
    Gimme Shelter

    Oh a storm is threat'ning my very life today.
    If I don't get some shelter,
    Oh yeah, I'm gonna fade away.

    War, children, it's just a shot away, it's just a shot away.
    War, children, it's just a shot away, it's just a shot away.

    See the fire sweepin' out very street today,
    Burns like a red coal carpet, mad bull lost its way.

    War, children, it's just a shot away, it's just a shot away.
    War, children, it's just a shot away, it's just a shot away.

    Rape! Murder! It's just a shot away, it's just a shot away.
    Rape! Murder! It's just a shot away, it's just a shot away.

    The floods is threat'ning my very life today.
    Gimme, gimme shelter or I'm gonna fade away.

    War, children, it's just a shot away, it's just a shot away.
    It's just a shot away, it's just a shot away, it's just a shot away.

    Love, sister, it's just a kiss away, it's just a kiss away.
    It's just a kiss away,it's just a kiss away,
    It's just a kiss away,it's just a kiss away.
    "Beware of the man who works hard to learn something, learns it, and finds himself no wiser than before. He is full of murderous resentment of people who are ignorant without having come by their ignorance the hard way. "
    -Bokonon

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    • Applies to college too. Damn Physics lab taking all my time!

      Nirvana
      School

      Won't you believe it
      It's just my luck
      (x4)

      No recess
      (x3)

      Won't you believe it
      It's just my luck
      (x4)

      No recess
      (x3)

      You're in high school again
      (

      No recess
      (x7)

      "Beware of the man who works hard to learn something, learns it, and finds himself no wiser than before. He is full of murderous resentment of people who are ignorant without having come by their ignorance the hard way. "
      -Bokonon

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      • Tool
        Third Eye

        "See, I think drugs have done some *good* things for us, I really do. And if you don't believe drugs have done good things for us, do me a favor: Go home tonight and take all your albums, all your tapes, and all your cd's and burn em'. Cause you konw what? The musicians who've made all that great music that's enhanced your lives throughout the years... RRRRRRRRRRRRReal ****in high on drugs." --Bill Hicks "another dead hero"-- "Today a younge man on acid relised that all matter is mearly energy condenced into a slow vibration, that we are all one consciousness [expearencing itself subjectively], there is no such thing death, life is only a dream, and we are just an imagination of ourselves. Here's Tom with the weather It's not a war on drugs, it's a war on personal freedom, that's what it is, ok? Keep that in mind at all times." Dreaming of that face again. It's bright and blue and shimmering. Grinning wide And comforting me with it's three warm and wild eyes. On my back and tumbling Down that hole and back again Rising up And wiping the webs and the dew from my withered eye. In... Out... In... Out... In... Out... A child's rhyme stuck in my head. It said that life is but a dream. I've spent so many years in question to find I've known this all along. "So good to see you. I've missed you so much. So glad it's over. I've missed you so much Came out to watch you play. Why are you running?" Shroud-ing all the ground around me Is this holy crow above me. Black as holes within a memory And blue as our new second sun. I stick my hand into his shadow To pull the pieces from the sand. Which I attempt to reassemble To see just who I might have been. I do not recognize the vessel, But the eyes seem so familiar. Like phosphorescent desert buttons Singing one familiar song... "So good to see you. I've missed you so much. So glad it's over. I've missed you so much. Came out to watch you play. Why are you running away?" Prying open my third eye. So good to see you once again. I thought that you were hiding. And you thought that I had run away. Chasing the tail of dogma. I opened my eye and there we were. So good to see you once again I thought that you were hiding from me. And you thought that I had run away. Chasing a trail of smoke and reason. Prying open my third eye.

        Pennywise
        Land of the Free

        Land of the free and we're united, make our destiny, we take control,
        yeah, never divided, we got the power and we'll never be, divided we fall,
        oh yeah, land of the free, free to conspire, control destiny,
        oh yeah, you're gonna see, no use resistin',
        you're livin' in the land of the free, free to control your life,
        land of the free, free to control your mind, land of the free?
        Land of the free, united nations of hypocrisy, profit's our goal,
        we're incorporated, it's big business and oil companies controlling us all,
        oh yeah, land of the free, free to conspire, control destiny,
        oh yeah, you're gonna see, no use resistin',
        you're livin' in the land of the free, free to control your life,
        land of the free, free to control your mind, land of the free?

        I'd like to pray to the flag of the united states of hypocrisy
        and see the republic for which it stands, one day we'll seize control,
        3000 AD and justice for all

        Land of the free, free to control your life, land of the free,
        free to control your mind, land of the free, land of the free,
        free to control your life, land of the free, free to control your mind,
        land of the free?

        Yeah, right
        "Beware of the man who works hard to learn something, learns it, and finds himself no wiser than before. He is full of murderous resentment of people who are ignorant without having come by their ignorance the hard way. "
        -Bokonon

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        • Bad to the Bone
          George Thorogood and The Delaware Destroyers


          On the day I was born, the nurses all gathered 'round
          And they gazed in wide wonder, at the joy they had found
          The head nurse spoke up, and she said leave this one alone
          She could tell right away, that I was bad to the bone
          Bad to the bone
          Bad to the bone
          B-B-B-B-Bad to the bone
          B-B-B-B-Bad
          B-B-B-B-Bad
          Bad to the bone

          I broke a thousand hearts, before I met you
          I'll break a thousand more baby, before I am through
          I wanna be yours pretty baby, yours and yours alone
          I'm here to tell ya honey, that I'm bad to the bone
          Bad to the bone
          B-B-B-Bad
          B-B-B-Bad
          B-B-B-Bad
          Bad to the bone

          I make a rich woman beg, I'll make a good woman steal
          I'll make an old woman blush, and make a young woman squeal
          I wanna be yours pretty baby, yours and yours alone
          I'm here to tell ya honey, that I'm bad to the bone
          B-B-B-B-Bad
          B-B-B-B-Bad
          B-B-B-B-Bad
          Bad to the bone
          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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          • Joni Mitchell - Big Yellow Taxi

            They paved paradise
            And put up a parking lot
            With a pink hotel, a boutique
            And a swinging hot spot

            Don't it always seem to go
            That you don't know what you've got
            Till it's gone
            They paved paradise
            And put up a parking lot

            They took all the trees
            Put 'em in a tree museum
            And they charged the people
            A dollar and a half just to see 'em

            Don't it always seem to go
            That you don't know what you've got
            Till it's gone
            They paved paradise
            And put up a parking lot

            Hey farmer farmer
            Put away that DDT now
            Give me spots on my apples
            But leave me the birds and the bees
            Please!

            Don't it always seem to go
            That you don't know what you've got
            Till it's gone
            They paved paradise
            And put up a parking lot

            Late last night
            I heard the screen door slam
            And a big yellow taxi
            Took away my old man

            Don't it always seem to go
            That you don't know what you've got
            Till it's gone
            They paved paradise
            And put up a parking lot

            They paved paradise
            And put up a parking lot


            Joni Mitchell - The Circle Game

            Yesterday a child came out to wonder
            Caught a dragonfly inside a jar
            Fearful when the sky was full of thunder
            And tearful at the falling of a star

            Then the child moved ten times round the seasons
            Skated over ten clear frozen streams
            Words like when you're older must appease him
            And promises of someday make his dreams

            And the seasons they go round and round
            And the painted ponies go up and down
            We're captive on the carousel of time
            We can't return we can only look
            Behind from where we came
            And go round and round and round
            In the circle game

            Sixteen springs and sixteen summers gone now
            Cartwheels turn to car wheels thru the town
            And they tell him take your time it won't be long now
            Till you drag your feet to slow the circles down

            And the seasons they go round and round
            And the painted ponies go up and down
            We're captive on the carousel of time
            We can't return we can only look
            Behind from where we came
            And go round and round and round
            In the circle game

            So the years spin by and now the boy is twenty
            Though his dreams have lost some grandeur coming true
            There'll be new dreams maybe better dreams and plenty
            Before the last revolving year is through

            And the seasons they go round and round
            And the painted ponies go up and down
            We're captive on the carousel of time
            We can't return we can only look
            Behind from where we came
            And go round and round and round
            In the circle game
            "Love the earth and sun and animals, despise riches, give alms to every one that asks, stand up for the stupid and crazy, devote your income and labor to others, hate tyrants, argue not concerning God, have patience and indulgence toward the people, take off your hat to nothing known or unknown . . . reexamine all you have been told at school or church or in any book, dismiss whatever insults your own soul, and your very flesh shall be a great poem and have the richest fluency" - Walt Whitman

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            • Ghost In This House
              Alison Kruass and Union Station


              I don't pick up the mail
              I don't pick up the phone
              I don't answer the door
              I'd just soon be alone

              I don't keep this place up
              I just keep the lights down
              I don't live in these rooms
              I just rattle around

              I'm just a ghost in this house
              I'm just a shadow upon these walls.
              As quietly as a mouse
              I haunt these halls

              I'm just a whisper of smoke
              I'm all that's left of two hearts on fire
              That once burned out of control
              You took my body and soul

              I'm just a ghost in this house

              I don't care if it rains
              I dont' care if its clear
              I don't mind staying in
              There's another ghost here

              He sits down in your chair
              And he shines with your light
              And he lays down his head
              On you pillow at night

              I'm just a ghost in this house
              I'm just a shadow upon these walls.
              I'm living proof of the damage
              Heart-break does

              I'm just a whisper of smoke
              I'm all that's left of two hearts on fire
              That once burned out of control
              You took my body and soul

              I'm just a ghost in this house

              That once burned out of control
              Yo took my body and soul

              I'm just a ghost in this house.
              You're a man- you can be replaced.

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              • Ramo: you're a triple major right? i'm surprised you can even find time to breathe

                Everyday by Dave Matthews Band

                Pick me up from the bottom
                Up to the top love everyday
                Pay no mind to taunts or advances
                I take my chances on everyday

                Left to right
                Up and down love
                I push up love love everyday
                Jump in the mud
                Get your hands dirty with
                Love it up everyday

                All you need is
                All you want is
                All you need is love
                All you need is
                What you want is
                All you need is love
                Everyday
                Everyday

                Pick me up love from the bottom
                Up onto the top love everyday
                Pay no mind to taunts or advances
                I’m gonna take my chances everyday

                Left to right
                Up and up and inside out right
                Good love fight for everyday
                Jump in the mud mud
                Get my hands filthy love
                Give it up love
                Everyday

                All you need is
                All you want is
                All you need is love
                All you need is
                What you want is
                All you need is love
                Everyday
                Everyday

                What you’ve got
                Lay it down on me
                What you’ve got
                Lay it down on me

                All you need is
                All you want is
                All you need is love
                All you need is
                What you want is
                All you need is love

                Everyday
                Everyday
                Everyday

                Lift me up love up from the bottom
                Up onto the top love everyday
                Pick me up love
                Lift me up love
                To the top love
                Everyday

                Up from the bottom everyday
                Up onto the top everyday
                Pick me up love
                Lift me up love
                Pick me up love
                Everyday

                Primitive by ANnie LEnnox

                Sweetheart
                The sun has set
                All red and primitive above our heads.
                Blood stained on an ageless sky
                Wipe your tears and let the salt stains dry.
                Let them all run dry
                All run dry...

                Sweetheart
                Take me to bed
                That's where all our prayers are said.
                Whispered silent in the night
                That's how all our dreams take flight.
                Let them all go by
                All go by...

                For time will catch us in both hands
                To blow away like grains of sand.
                Ashes to ashes rust to rust
                This is what becomes of us...

                Sweetheart
                Send me to sleep
                Pray to God our hopes to keep.
                Take our fears and make us strong
                Lead us to where we belong
                And let it all go by
                All go by...
                "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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                • Drift Away
                  Dobie Gray

                  Day after day I'm more confused
                  But I look for the light thru the pourin' rain
                  You know that's a game that I hate to lose
                  I'm feelin' the strain
                  Ain't it a shame-oh

                  Give me the beat boys and free my soul
                  I want to get lost in the rock and roll
                  And drift away
                  Give me the beat boys and free my soul
                  I want to get lost in the rock and roll
                  And drift away


                  Beginnin' to think that I'm wasting time>BR> And I don't understand the things I do
                  The world outside looks so unkind
                  I'm counting on you
                  To carry me thru-oh


                  Chorus


                  When my mind is free
                  You know a melody can move me
                  And when I'm feelin' blue
                  The spirit's comin' thru to soothe me


                  Thanks for the joy that you've given me
                  I want you to know I believe in the song
                  And rhythm and rhyme and harmony
                  You helped me along
                  You're makin' me strong


                  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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                  • Magdalena by A Perfect Circle

                    overcome by your moving temple overcome by this holiest of altars
                    so pure so rare to witness such an earthly goddess that i've lost my self
                    control beyond compelled to throw this dollar down
                    before your holiest of altars
                    i'd sell my soul my self esteem a dollar at a time for one chance one kiss
                    one taste of you my magdalena
                    i bear witness to this place this prayer so long forgotten so pure so rare to
                    witness such an earthly goddess that i'd sell my soul my self esteem a
                    dollar at a time for one chance one kiss one taste of you my black
                    madonna
                    i'd sell my soul my self esteem a dollar at a time one taste one taste one
                    taste of you my magdalena.
                    "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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                    • what i think serves as satanic gospel

                      Blessings Upon a Throne of Tyranny by Dimmu Borgir

                      Infecterd bij invalid behaviour
                      While capturing the stench of divine purefaction
                      Confess to slavery for the world saviour
                      Give praise and inhale the corruption

                      (chorus
                      The Enfeebled provides the fool
                      The Disabled provides the tool
                      The Apathtic demands the affection
                      To those suffering from their own satisfaction

                      Devour in self-deceit, conjure the righteous plage, testify today's contradiction, glorify tomorrows deed
                      Inconceivable moral priest, hide in preferable dress, invite to another pleasure feast, the concealment of joyful laughter

                      The decrepit innocence of your correctness and well-chosen
                      Elicitss the source of the need for immediate forgiveness
                      Submit to no grace but the spiteful of your disease
                      Apply to join the unlimited grace and a settlement in the skies
                      And turn the confusion among your children into self-stimulation
                      The incarnation of your prostitution, the true Evil in disguise

                      With the ignorance from your cross as the witness, the thruth of your tragedy make you justice
                      In your mirror the high spirit of kindness looks like malice

                      Condemnation of life by the living dead, what a premature judgement, contradiction to the core
                      How unfortunate I am, cursed to spend time on a battle already won
                      The shame that will be guarding your grave says it all, retreat to the crypt and make it worhwhile
                      Recall my sins furthermore but still be watching yours with a smile



                      Hellbound by Pantera

                      Eliminate, the life decline...
                      I've paid the masters with blood and hunger
                      ...And it's not for sale by any stretch
                      It's like religion without a Bible
                      And the dragon lives inside of my mouth
                      And it speaks in tongues, the word...

                      Hellbound - in Ft. Worth, Texas
                      Hellbound - Ft. Worth

                      Snakes, in Southern flames
                      To bring the thunder; the great decider
                      Would you believe in this or the ash?
                      I do believe it, it's taking over...
                      Accept

                      Hellbound - in Ft. Worth, Texas
                      Hellbound - Ft. Worth

                      Born to a world so young and proud
                      But over your head hangs a black cloud
                      Grow your hair and crawl inside yourself
                      Cause there you cannot hide
                      Facing fears you'll overcome
                      And one of these years you know you've won

                      Hellbound - in Ft. Worth
                      Hellbound - Ft. Worth

                      Tortured SOul Asylum by Cradle of Filth

                      Oh, sweet Midian
                      I burn for thee at heart
                      Don't despair
                      Come bare me on wings of graveyard robbed leather
                      To where pleasure rings deep secrets
                      In spurts after dark..."

                      Under full moons waxing lyrically
                      Death's poetry floods the soul
                      Like the freezing seed of a demon freed
                      To curse the stars with vertigo
                      And in their dance, in trance I've prised wide
                      Slick rifts twixt obsidian thighs
                      Hymeneal gates to darker sides
                      A glimpse of plinths where Midian lies

                      Midian...

                      Haunted by this portent
                      This obsession in my mind
                      With a city sunk below
                      Tall cedar groves and graves sublime
                      Sporting their importance
                      Marble wings spread to the skies
                      A vale of dreams that it would seem
                      The daylights race to leave behind

                      These visions struck like a furious ****
                      Nailing wet lips to cold cemetery walls
                      Flashes of lust to dust
                      Splashed across my psychic pall
                      As hybrid lovers reached their cusp
                      With final thrusts I saw it all

                      Forbidden Midian
                      A long fabled Judecca
                      A sanctuary for sin...
                      To rival Heaven
                      Free of Eden's tragic wreck
                      (Though the only Angels in repose
                      Were those with ivy strangled necks)
                      Small mercies in vistas of dolmen and vault
                      Gaunt, haunched edifices
                      Midst lightfingered mists
                      From whence more awful shadows
                      Drew back rusted bolts
                      And dared a threshold
                      The searing Sun had knelt to kiss

                      Shades of dusk, cruelty and myth
                      The Tribes of Christ will not forgive
                      And shall not suffer their kind to live

                      For I, mesmerized, started not from tombs
                      Or their waltz so sibilant
                      Through the gathering gloom
                      But from flumes of the moon in bloom
                      Baring cach a face effaced
                      And raped in the womb

                      In hidden Midian
                      A vatican lying in state
                      For the sanctity of sin...
                      To rival Heaven
                      Above Eden's birth defects
                      Though the only Angels that arose
                      Were those who fell to most requests
                      Small mercies in vistas where dolmen and vault
                      Caught twisted whispers where fisted sisters
                      Haunched, flaunted orifice
                      Midst lighter fingered mists
                      Whilst I watched without revolt
                      Carnalities few beasts permit

                      Between the dog and wolf
                      Bared fangs met in intercourse
                      A nightly rite of teeth and ****
                      For those below who rose to hunt

                      Sor sights that preyed on Me for days
                      And in laudenum's haze
                      I painted them all...

                      The slew of sith and kin
                      I drew in blood, my veins in thrall
                      To Deathugees at peace within
                      (An underworld free of Mortal rule)
                      Crotesques and wolves in womens skins
                      The raven winged and missing limbed
                      Suicides and split thighed Seraphim

                      And marble stairs
                      Stargrazers dare
                      Ascend like prayer
                      (As smoke or ghost or lithe nightmares)

                      Under fullmoons waxing lyrically
                      Death's poetry floods the soul
                      Like the recking weed of a demon freed
                      To curse the star with vertigo
                      And in their dance, in trance I prise wide
                      Slick rifts twixt obsidian thighs
                      Hymeneal gates to other sides
                      A labyrinth wherein Midian hides

                      Midian...

                      I know I've seen
                      Through the blackbacked mirrors in sanity
                      Lucent prides amassed in last retreat
                      Prurient souls but no more freaks
                      Than those leashing dreams at harm's length from Me
                      And just like grim ascension prophecies
                      My revenge, carved deep, will be
                      A grisly plot that reads
                      Like my filthy white ward spattered with their screams
                      When My Deviliverers come from fog for Me...

                      Exhuming the moon
                      Through the bars in My room
                      The sooner the bitter pills swallowed are through...
                      But no Genobites rise to claim Me for you

                      No! No! No!
                      Don't leave here in this storm weathered cell
                      No! No! No!
                      With prophets and losses
                      And dead men from crosses
                      My fate is a preview of derelict Hell
                      "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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                      • young at heart


                        Fairy tales can come true,
                        It can happen to you
                        If you're young at heart
                        For it's hard, you will find,
                        To be narrow of mind
                        If you're young at heart

                        You can go to extremes
                        With impossible schemes
                        You can laugh when your dreams
                        Fall apart at the seams
                        And life gets more exciting
                        With each passing day
                        And love is either
                        In your heart or on its way

                        Don't you know that it's worth
                        Every treasure on Earth
                        To be young at heart
                        For as rich as you are
                        It's much better by far
                        To be young at heart

                        And if you should survive
                        To 105
                        Look at all you'll derive
                        Out of being alive
                        Then here is the best part
                        You have a head start
                        If you are among
                        The very young at heart

                        Don't you know that it's worth
                        Every treasure on Earth
                        To be young at heart
                        For as rich as you are
                        It's much better by far
                        To be young at heart

                        And if you should survive
                        To 105
                        Look at all you'll derive
                        Out of being alive
                        Then here is the best part
                        You have a head start
                        If you are among
                        The very young at heart
                        "If you obey all the rules, you miss all the fun." -Katherine Hepburn

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                        • I Will Remember You
                          (by Sarah McLachlan, Seamus Egan, and Dave Merenda)

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

                          And I will remember you
                          Will you remember me?
                          Don't let your life pass you by
                          Weep not for the memories
                          Weep not for the memories
                          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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                          • All Along The Watchtower
                            Jimi Hendrix
                            Written by Bob Dylan


                            "There must be some way out of here," said the joker to the thief,
                            "There's too much confusion, I can't get no relief.
                            Businessmen, they drink my wine, plowmen dig my earth,
                            None of them along the line know what any of it is worth."

                            "No reason to get excited," the thief, he kindly spoke,
                            "There are many here among us who feel that life is but a joke.
                            But you and I, we've been through that, and this is not our fate,
                            So let us not talk falsely now, the hour is getting late."

                            All along the watchtower, princes kept the view
                            While all the women came and went, barefoot servants, too.

                            Outside in the distance a wildcat did growl,
                            Two riders were approaching, the wind began to howl.






                            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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                            • Living without dignity?

                              Metallica - one

                              I Can't Remember Anything
                              Can't Tell If this Is True or Dream
                              Deep down Inside I Feel to Scream
                              this Terrible Silence Stops Me
                              Now That the War Is Through with Me
                              I'm Waking up I Can Not See
                              That There Is Not Much Left of Me
                              Nothing Is Real but Pain Now

                              Hold My Breath as I Wish for Death
                              Oh Please God,wake Me

                              Back in the Womb its Much Too Real
                              in Pumps Life That I must Feel
                              but Can't Look Forward to Reveal
                              Look to the Time When I'll Live
                              Fed Through the Tube That Sticks in Me
                              Just like a Wartime Novelty
                              Tied to Machines That Make Me Be
                              Cut this Life off from Me

                              Hold My Breath as I Wish for Death
                              Oh Please God,wake Me

                              Now the World Is Gone I'm Just One
                              Oh God,help Me Hold My Breath as I Wish for Death
                              Oh Please God Help Me

                              Darkness

                              Imprisoning Me
                              All That I See
                              Absolute Horror
                              I Cannot Live
                              I Cannot Die
                              Trapped in Myself
                              Body My Holding Cell

                              Landmine

                              Has Taken My Sight
                              Taken My Speech
                              Taken My Hearing
                              Taken My Arms
                              Taken My Legs
                              Taken My Soul
                              Left Me with Life in Hell
                              Too young to die, too rich to care.
                              Too f***ed to swear that I was there.

                              Computer games make your children smell like hammers

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                              • Bein' Green
                                van morrison

                                It's not easy bein' green
                                Having to spend each day the color of the leaves
                                When I think it could be nicer bein' red or yellow or gold
                                Or something much more colorful like that

                                It's not easy bein' green
                                It seems you blend in with so many other ordinary things
                                And people tend to pass you over
                                'Cause you're not standing out like flashy sparkles
                                On the water or stars in the sky

                                But green is the color of spring
                                And green can be cool and friendly like
                                And green can be big like an ocean
                                Or important like a mountain or tall like a tree

                                When green is all there is to be
                                It could make you wonder why
                                But why wonder, why wonder?
                                I am green and it'll do fine, it's beautiful
                                And I think it's what I want to be



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                                I Can Only Give You Everything
                                van morrison

                                I can't give you more than what I've got
                                I can't expect to give what I have not
                                I-I-I can only give ya lovin' 'till the sun goes down
                                And, until the leaves of summer turn to shades of brown

                                I try and I try
                                But baby, you know that I
                                Can only give you evra'thing

                                I can't argue with you to a-understand
                                'Cause afterall, I am just a man
                                A you-ooo-ooo are on my mind
                                When stars appear and shadows fall
                                And when ev'ra little flower close
                                And no birds call
                                I try and I try
                                But baby, you know that I
                                Can only give you evra'thing

                                (Instrumental)

                                I'll do anything you want me to do
                                'Cause I don't want to know there's life without you
                                Ooh, ooh, ooh,
                                Don't ever go and leave me in this world alone
                                I-I-I'd be like a little child if I was on my own

                                I try and I try
                                But baby you know that I
                                Can only give you evra'thing

                                Evra'thing, baby
                                A little bit of this, a little bit of that
                                And evra'thing
                                Ooh, ooh, ooh
                                FADES
                                Ooh, ooh, ooh
                                Whoa, ooh, ooh
                                Whoa, ooh, ooh
                                Yeah, yeah, yeah
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                                "If you obey all the rules, you miss all the fun." -Katherine Hepburn

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