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  • oh to be 3 again.....

    I'll Kiss you by Cyndi Lauper

    Went down to the local gypsy
    And I handed her the same line--
    'You know what I want from you
    So honey won't ya gimme #9'
    Cause you know lately I ain't feelin so great--
    Last time she gave me love potion #8
    And you know pretty baby how I think you're pretty smart
    But one sip from this bottle and I'll tear you all apart--
    The gypsy told me that the first thing
    That would happen you get dizzy
    Second thing you better make sure
    That your boyfriend isn't busy
    Cause you won't wanna eat
    And you won't wanna drink
    You won't wanna talk
    And you won't wanna think
    My mother used to tell me not to kiss on this first date
    This time when I see you, you know I ain't gonna wait!
    I'll Kiss you
    Gonna corner you and not let you go
    I'll Kiss you
    Don't tell me nothing--I--I--don't wanna know
    And twidely--dee--and twidely--dum
    I'll Kiss you, I'll Kiss you, I'll Kiss you
    Hopped into a taxi, and I told the driver
    Got to get me cross town
    Killed the bottle, started seeing double
    When the driver turned around
    And though I was a failure with love potion #8
    #9 was different and the hour's getting late
    Now I'm standing on the corner
    Everyone looks great to me
    And if you come and get me take me where I want to be--
    I'll Kiss you...
    "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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    • The song which causes me to humiliate myself in front of wimmim

      You've Lost That Loving Feeling

      You never close your eyes any more
      When I kiss your lips
      And there's no tenderness like before
      In your fingertips
      You're trying hard not to show it baby
      But baby, baby I know it
      You've lost that loving feeling
      Oh, that loving feeling
      You've lost that loving feeling
      Now it's gone, gone, gone


      Now there's no tenderness
      In your eyes when I reach for you
      And girl you're starting
      To criticize little things I do
      It makes me just feel like crying baby
      Cause baby, something beautiful's dying
      You've lost that loving feeling
      Oh that loving feeling
      Bring back that loving feeling
      Now it's gone gone gone
      And I can't go on


      Baby baby
      I get down on my knees for you
      If you would only love me
      Like you used to do
      We had a love
      A love a love you don't find every day
      So don't don't
      Don't let it slip away
      Bring back that loving feeling
      Oh, that loving feeling
      Bring back that loving feeling
      Now it's gone gone gone
      And I can't go on...
      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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      • lonestar you heard the erasure version of that?

        anyway, i (finally) brought paul oakenfold's album, bunkka yesterday, it absolutely rocks here's my favorites from it.

        oakenfold feat. carla werner - southern sun

        piece by piece
        I release
        once was mine
        now undone
        turned blue like New Orleans
        and went down like
        a southern sun
        I still feel you
        beneath my skin
        I am tempted
        to throw my senses in
        'cos its easier to fly
        than to face another night in southern sun
        and your love is all around

        in the air to set me free
        set me free
        you last like a song
        I'm deflated
        I am pieces on the wind
        unrelated
        I still feel you
        beneath my skin
        I am tempted
        to throw my senses in
        'cos its easier to fly
        than to face another night in southern sun
        and your love is all around
        in the air to set me free
        set me free
        'cos its easier to fly
        set me free

        piece by piece
        I release
        once was mine
        now undone
        turned blue like New Orleans
        and went down like
        a southern sun
        I still feel you
        beneath my skin
        I am tempted
        to throw my senses in
        'cos its easier to fly
        than to face another night in southern sun
        and your love is all around

        ******

        oakenfold feat. emiliana torrini - hold your hand

        Maybe I find it hard
        Watching you live
        Maybe I find the truth
        Questions I can’t bare
        Feeling so tired
        I’m wondering where
        Selfish love inspires
        Are you there to hold my hand
        Saving me who I spy

        Maybe you are the rain
        Who makes my eyes closed
        Ocean’s grey and grey
        Feeling my despair
        Your happy smile is broken
        I’m wondering there
        Selfish love has spoken

        Are you here to hold
        Are you there to hold my hand
        Selfish love has spoken
        Saving me who I spy
        Are you here to hold
        Are you there to hold my hand
        Selfish love has spoken
        Saving me who I spy
        Are you here to hold
        Are you there to hold my hand
        Selfish love has spoken
        Saving me who I spy

        *****

        been listening to this loads for some reason

        chemical brothers feat. richard ashcroft - the test

        Ohhhhhhh
        Can you hear me now?
        Can you hear me now?
        Can you hear me now?
        Can you hear me now?
        Yeeeeeah
        Am I coming through?
        Am I coming through?
        Is it sweet and pure and true?

        The Devil came by this morning
        Said he had something to show me
        I was looking like I'd never seen her face before
        Here we go now let's slide in through the open door

        Pictures and things that I done before
        Circling around out here on the floor
        I'm dreamin’ this and I'm dreamin' that
        Regretting nothin' think about that

        I'm seeing waves breaking forms on my horizons
        Yeah I'm shining
        I'm seeing waves breaking forms on my horizons
        Lord I'm shining
        Oh are you hearing me like I'm hearing you
        Oh are you hearing me like I'm hearing you

        You know I almost lost my mind
        I can't explain where I've been
        You know I almost lost my mind
        I can't explain where I've been
        You know I almost lost my mind
        I couldn't explain what I've seen
        Im happy now to have seen it
        To find that the images are fading away

        I'm seeing waves breaking forms on my horizons
        Yeah I'm shining
        I'm seeing waves breaking forms on my horizons
        Lord I'm shining
        Oh are you hearing me like I'm hearing you
        Oh are you hearing me like I'm hearing you

        You know I almost lost my mind
        I can't explain where I've been
        You know I almost lost my mind
        I couldn't explain the things I'd seen
        But now I think I see the light
        Now I think I see the light
        Lend me your hand
        Lend me your hand
        Lend me your hand
        Lend me your hand
        Lend me your hand

        Seeing waves breaking forms on my horizons
        Yeah I'm shining
        Seeing waves breaking forms on my horizons
        Lord I'm shining
        Oh are you hearing me like I'm hearing you
        Oh are you hearing me like I'm hearing you

        You know I almost lost my mind
        But now I'm home and I'm free
        Did I pass the acid test?
        Did I pass the acid test?
        Did I pass the acid test?
        Did I pass the acid test?
        Did I pass the acid test?
        Did I pass the acid test?

        Oh my my my my my my mind
        You better go defend now
        You better go defend now
        You better go defend now
        You better go defend now
        You better go defend now
        You better go defend now
        You better go defend now
        You better go defend now
        You better go defend now
        You better go defend now
        You better go defend now
        You better go defend now

        My heart and my soul they are free
        My heart and my soul they are free

        You know I almost lost my mind
        But now I'm home and I'm free
        Did I pass the acid test?
        Did I pass the acid test?
        Did I pass the acid test?
        Did I pass the acid test?
        Did I pass the acid test?
        Did I pass the acid test?
        Did I pass the acid test?
        Did I pass the acid test?
        Did I pass the acid test?
        Did I pass the acid test?
        Oh my my my my my my mind
        "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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        • Two For Tuesday; Sly and The Family Stone

          If You Want Me To Stay

          If you want me to stay
          I'll be around today
          To be available for you to see
          I'm about to go
          And then you'll know
          For me to stay here I've got to be me
          You'll never be in doubt
          That's what it's all about
          You can't take me for granted and smile
          Count the days I'm gone
          Forget reaching me by phone
          Because I promise I'll be gone for a while

          When you see me again
          I hope that you have been
          The kind of person that you really are now
          You got to get it straight
          How could I ever be late
          When you're my woman takin' up my time
          How could you ever allow
          I guess I wonder how
          How could you get out of pocket for fun
          When you know that you never number two
          Number one gonna be number one

          I'll be good
          I wish I could
          Get this message over to you now
          When you see me again
          I hope that you have been
          The kind of person you really are now
          I'll be so good
          I wish I could
          Get the message over to you now

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

          I Want To Take You Higher


          Freddie: Feeling's gettin stronger
          Larry: Music's gettin longer too
          Rose: Music is flashin me
          Sly: I want to take you higher
          Baby baby baby light my fire

          All: Boom shaka-laka-laka Boom shaka-laka-laka

          Freddie: Feeling's nitty-gritty
          Larry: Sound is in the city too
          Rose: Music's still flashin' me
          Sly: Don't ya want to get higher
          Baby baby baby light my fire.

          All: Boom shaka-laka-laka Boom shaka-laka-laka

          Sly: Harmonica solo
          All Repeated: Higher!

          Sly: C'mon light my fire
          Want to take you higher

          All: Boom shaka-laka-laka Boom shaka-laka-laka

          Freddie: Feeling that should make you move
          Larry: Sounds that should help you groove
          Rose: Music still flashin' me
          Sly: Take your places
          I want to take you higher
          Baby baby baby light my fire.

          Freddie: Guitar solo

          All: Boom shaka-laka-laka Boom shaka-laka-laka

          All Repeated: Higher!
          Sly: Let's take you, do you wanna go, etc.

          Cynthia: Trumpet solo

          All Repeated: Boom shaka-laka-laka Boom shaka-laka-laka, Higher!

          Larry: Bass solo

          All Repeated: Boom shaka-laka-laka Boom shaka-laka-laka, Higher!

          Jerry: Sax solo

          All Repeated: Boom shaka-laka-laka Boom shaka-laka-laka





          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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          • Cockney: hmm...i'm planning on getting Ibiza ...i like that one better...

            Ozone by Fuel

            I wanna make her go, I wanna make her come
            I wanna push her away
            Don't wanna feel no pain
            Don't wanna feel no shame
            Don't wanna feel this way
            I'm so alone here
            Why must I be
            Chorus:
            I'm the one she calls ozone baby
            She waits alone for me to come down
            But I want to fly like silly angel
            Aim for the sky, straight into the sun
            I wanna make her feel, I wanna make it real
            I wanna give her away
            She wanna keep me here
            She wanna hold me dear
            She wanna make me stay
            She's so alone here
            She don't need me
            I'm the one she calls ozone baby
            She waits alone for me to come down
            But I want to fly like silly angel
            Aim for the sky, straight into the sun
            My sun, on you, burning, singe you
            Confined inside, rot from my lies, sucker
            I'll only hold you down, I'll only steal your crown
            I'll only make you cry
            I'll only break your pride, and eat you up inside
            Why should you even try
            I'm so alone here
            Why must I be?
            I'm the one she calls ozone baby
            She waits alone for me to come down
            But I want to fly like silly angel
            Aim for the sky, straight into the sun
            "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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            • Originally posted by devilmunchkin
              oh to be 3 again.....
              We do not stop playing because we grow old. We grow old because we stop playing.

              Dylan Thomas - Do Not Go Gentle (Into That Good Night)

              Do not go gentle into that good night,
              Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
              Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

              Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
              Because their words had forked no lightning they
              Do not go gentle into that good night.

              Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
              Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
              Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

              Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
              And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
              Do not go gentle into that good night.

              Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
              Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
              Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

              And you, my father, there on the sad height,
              Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
              Do not go gentle into that good night.
              Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
              "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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              • to Clear Skies, yet again. Well-done.

                I'll follow with a Politically Incorrect song.

                Mr. Custer
                Larry Verne
                Words and Music by Fred Darian, Al DeLory, and Joe Van Winkle

                Peak Billboard position # 1 in 1960






                (That famous day in history the men of the 7th Cavalry went riding on)
                (And from the rear a voice was heard)
                (A brave young man with a trembling word rang loud and clear)
                What am I doin' here??

                Please Mr. Custer, I don't wanna go
                Hey, Mr. Custer, please don't make me go
                I had a dream last night about the comin' fight
                Somebody yelled "attack!"
                And there I stood with a arrow in my back.

                Please Mr. Custer, I don't wanna go (forward Ho!!)--aaww

                SPOKEN: Look at them bushes out there
                They're moving and there's a injun behind every one
                Hey, Mr. Custer-you mind if I be excused the rest of the afternoon?
                HEY CHARLIE, DUCK YER HEAD!!
                Hmm, you're a little bit late on that one, Charlie
                Hooh, I bet that smarts!

                (They were sure of victory, the men of the 7th Cavalry, as they rode on)
                (But then from the rear a voice was heard)
                (That same brave voice with the trembling word rang loud and clear)
                What am I doin' here??

                Please Mr. Custer, I don't wanna go
                Listen, Mr. Custer, please don't make me go
                There's a redskin a-waitin' out there, just fixin to take my hair
                A coward I've been called cuz I don't wanna wind up dead or bald

                Please Mr. Custer, I don't wanna go (forward HO)--aaww

                SPOKEN: I wonder what the injun word for friend is
                Let's see--friend-- kemo sabe, that's it
                KEMO SABE!, HEY OUT THERE, KEMO SABE!
                Nope, that itn't it
                Look at them durned injuns
                Theyre runnin' around like a bunch of wild Indians-heh, heh, heh
                Nah, this ain't no time for jokin'

                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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                • Politically incorrect by today's standards...

                  Ballade of the Green Beret by Sargeant Barry Sadler

                  Fighting soldiers from the sky
                  Fearless men who jump and die
                  Men who mean just what they say
                  The brave men of the Green Berets

                  Silver wings upon their chests
                  These are men, America's best
                  One hundred men will test today
                  But only three win the Green Beret

                  Trained to live off nature's land
                  Trained to combat hand-to-hand
                  Men who fight by night and day
                  Courage taken from the Green Beret

                  Silver wings upon their chests
                  These are men, America's best
                  One hundred men will test today
                  But only three win the Green Beret

                  Back at home a young wife waits
                  Her Green Beret has met his fate
                  He has died for those oppressed
                  Leaving her this last request

                  Put silver wings on my son's chest
                  Make him one of America's best
                  He'll be a man they'll test one day
                  Have him win the Green Beret


                  thanks
                  "Flutie was better than Kelly, Elway, Esiason and Cunningham." - Ben Kenobi
                  "I have nothing against Wilson, but he's nowhere near the same calibre of QB as Flutie. Flutie threw for 5k+ yards in the CFL." -Ben Kenobi

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                  • Revolutionary Warfare by Nas featuring Lake

                    Chorus:[Nas]
                    Revolutionary warfare is all fair loving war for the cause
                    I gotta take you off here
                    Revolutionary warfare is all fair loving war for the cause
                    I gotta take you off here

                    [Nas]
                    Book one, strategy, tactics, techniques
                    Look dumb, but massively notice the weakness, in all them
                    Gotta shoot only if necessary
                    Homey vest is very real if enemies carrying heavy steal
                    Beware the thugs who ain't scared of blood or jail time
                    Where Arian nations ain't having integration, we so blind
                    The beauty of life, was when my mom said nigga you could be Christ
                    I wasn't old enough to hold my **** and pee right, "Jesus"!
                    What is he like? I picture him standing with diamonds on him
                    Little different from the way my mommy saw him
                    Practice your aiming, physical training in, difficult terrain and
                    Test your endurance, try to keep your stamina banging
                    Splitting dutches up, strap up, the armies is school
                    Teaching smart ways to kill, I'm thinking Ghandi was a fool
                    But chronic's a fool; got me thinking out loud, **** it
                    Sleep on my drunkenness I'll blow your brains out

                    [Chorus]

                    [Lake]
                    My revolution is as real as Bobby Seale's, I build
                    With dudes and cribs worth a quarter mill, in dix hills
                    for fish scale, to cop guns, the time come
                    I'll mask up and get my comrade off the bus
                    **** the beef I'll snatch your seed, from chuckie cheese
                    And feed him to the rats in the back of the P's
                    Black fatigues and ? on the sofa
                    50 inch flat screen Louie Vitton holdsters
                    My motions don't appeal to repel at divisions
                    I did it strong for 7 long years in prison, **** the system
                    I'm like a modern day Hitler, black gorilla, crip and blood in one nigga
                    Only killas know my face
                    I beat a case for shooting at the police, nigga, the name Lake
                    Though simultaneously the street revolution
                    21 gun salute the new Huey Newton

                    [Chorus]

                    [Nas][Lake]
                    [N] Teach y'all women how to hold the family down in case something happens to his fathers
                    [N] Protect the children, grab revolvers
                    [N] The women plays important part of our life force
                    [N] So what we fight for, my heart goes to you beautiful wife in war
                    [L] Uh, And listen more talk less
                    [L] Watch all and trust none, demand your respect
                    [L] And be ready to die for what you believe in
                    [L] And ride all the time not just when convenient
                    [N] Justice and freedom, wisdom and understanding
                    [N] We the lost children of Israel in this western world region
                    [N] You ain't a man you a coward if you cant support the girl you put a seed in
                    [L] Strong rule the weak, but the wise rule the strong
                    [L] It's more to a war than just getting it on
                    [L] Conceal your form, cover your tracks
                    [L] Stay prepared I don't care if no one's spared


                    thanks
                    "Flutie was better than Kelly, Elway, Esiason and Cunningham." - Ben Kenobi
                    "I have nothing against Wilson, but he's nowhere near the same calibre of QB as Flutie. Flutie threw for 5k+ yards in the CFL." -Ben Kenobi

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                    • Street Dreams by Nas featuring R. Kelly

                      [Nas]
                      Low profile, rap style, slick as Nu Nile
                      Give the crew pounds everytime we cover new grounds
                      Still surviving but there's a few down, back in the essence
                      I'm asking questions on the phone, with jail adolescents
                      Quiet confession, the system's applying the pressure
                      My mind is guessing, is living and dying a lesson?
                      But not to be obliged with the mirage
                      of cars taking you off track
                      from with the gods focus on hard
                      Laid up smoking cigars
                      Motioning maids to bring me toast and eggs
                      Kosher, ice chokers and wolves to smoke ya
                      my wisdom culture lives in ultra madness
                      devoted coach bag *****
                      broke the average nigga's hopes to get mad rich
                      But what's the purpose
                      Only the Gods can watch the Earth twist
                      I'm physically trapped down on the surface
                      with all the crack merchants
                      snakes and serpents
                      foul jakes the searches
                      clowns with four pounds this ain't a circus.

                      [Chorus: R. Kelly]
                      Street dreamer
                      Oh mercy mercy me
                      Ain't nothing I got for ya
                      Situations gettin heavy
                      Heavy, heavy
                      Trying to be a gangster

                      [Nas]
                      The black clouds over the hood, I'm on the corner with the thugs
                      Late night under the moon as they assume I'm slanging drugs
                      Cause I'm hooded up, thought a G a night wasn't good enough
                      Pushed my luck, yo they had a brother put in cuffs
                      Luckily, made it out of court comfortably
                      Judge said I need a job ain't nothing coming free
                      Could've got a one to three
                      I try to school these shorties under me
                      but they can't see
                      From life to death
                      so know we back to where we never left the ghetto
                      It's a damn shame, knowing it's a man's game
                      Shorty thinks it's time to make ya plans change
                      All that running round trying to chase
                      what's already here - been there, it's going nowhere
                      Pops told me knuckle up - no fear
                      I wish some of these killings
                      they could be prevented
                      whatever happens it was written
                      meaning God meant it
                      but during ya life you put ya heart in it
                      even though it seems we being targeted
                      let that brother R hit it

                      [Chorus] (extended)

                      [Nas]
                      Sort of wild, since a child, hope was all we had
                      Drip the bust out past
                      complaning the mental straining
                      how many in my crew is into gaining
                      subtract the weak links about the chaining
                      rise it start raining
                      Blasphemy using Nas name in vain
                      Some claim supreme being yet they lied in his name
                      I tried to learn the game
                      and the only thing I found incredible
                      Everything I tried to learn see, I already knew (that's right)
                      And it's embedded in my heart now
                      so I can sit back, count a stack
                      and play my part now
                      I saw my life flash in front of my eyes, he wore disguise
                      Put a gun to me hungry he went on to chastize
                      That's Nas ain't it, made it rich from entertainment
                      Fresh Wally's painted, as he told the kid he came with
                      My first thought was how the game flip
                      Yo perhaps it was somebody I smacked drunk in a party on yak
                      Or was I marked for a contract for some foul act
                      I did a while back or beyond that
                      You got me laying face flat
                      Saying my grace black, woke up in a cold sweat
                      Yo, I hate that
                      My err' like I lost in the battlefield
                      That's why I hit the mic with mad appeal
                      Grab ya shield and meet ya maker
                      Queens niggas die for paper
                      These the things the street dreams will take ya


                      thanks
                      "Flutie was better than Kelly, Elway, Esiason and Cunningham." - Ben Kenobi
                      "I have nothing against Wilson, but he's nowhere near the same calibre of QB as Flutie. Flutie threw for 5k+ yards in the CFL." -Ben Kenobi

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                      • And a to Albert.

                        I know, many people frown on Lt. William Calley; but I also KNOW, he got a raw deal.

                        Battle Hymn Of Lt Calley
                        C Company Featuring Terry Nelson


                        Once upon a time there was a little boy who wanted to grow up
                        And be a soldier and serve his country in whatever way he could
                        He would parade around the house with a sauce pan on his head
                        For a helmet, a wooden sword in one hand and the American flag in the other
                        As he grew up, he put away the things of a child but he never let go of the flag

                        My name is William Calley, I'm a soldier of this land
                        I've tried to do my duty and to gain the upper hand
                        But they've made me out a villain they have stamped me with a brand
                        As we go marching on

                        I'm just another soldier from the shores of U.S.A.
                        Forgotten on a battle field then thousand miles away
                        While life goes on as usual from New York to Santa Fe
                        As we go marching on

                        I've seen my buddies ambushed on the left and on the right
                        And their youthful bodies riddled by the bullets of the night
                        Where all the rules are broken and the only law is might
                        As we go marching on

                        While we're fighting in the jungles they were marching in the street
                        While we're dying in the rice fields they were helping our defeat
                        While we're facing V.C. bullets they were sounding a retreat
                        As we go marching on

                        With our sweat we took the bunkers, with our tears we took the plain
                        With our blood we took the mountains and they gave it back again
                        Still all of us are soldiers, we're too busy to complain
                        As we go marching on

                        When I reach my final campground in that land beyond the sun
                        And the great commander asks me, "Did you fight or did you run?"
                        I'll stand both straight and tall stripped of medals, rank and gun
                        And this is what I'll say:

                        Sir, I followed all my orders and I did the best I could
                        It's hard to judge the enemy and hard to tell the good
                        Yet there's not a man among us would not have understood

                        We took the jungle village exactly like they said
                        We responded to their rifle fire with everything we had
                        And when the smoke had cleared away a hundred souls lay dead

                        Sir, the soldier that's alive is the only once can fight
                        There's no other way to wage a war when the only one in sight
                        That you're sure is not a VC is your buddy on your right

                        When all the wars are over and the battle's finally won
                        Count me only as a soldier who never left his gun
                        With the right to serve my country as the only prize I've won
                        As we go marching on
                        Glory, glory hallelujah glory, glory hallelujah
                        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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                        • CASTLES BURNING
                          Journey




                          Jimmy wanted her the moment that she stumbled his way
                          With a cocktail in her hand, she knew how she'd win the game
                          There were beautiful in all the right places
                          She keeps her rendezvous with soup opera faces
                          She started rumors that were driving him crazy
                          He couldn't stop the things they'd say

                          And they live for, passion, love and pain
                          In a rage of jealousy and fame
                          And they watch their dreams go up on flames

                          Castles burning... in the dead of night
                          Castles burning... in the dead of night
                          Wo... burnin'...

                          In the kingdom of pretenders love is not what it seems
                          Jimmy cried and then he punished her
                          No one heard her scream
                          On the outside, it's all crimson and clover
                          On the inside, they know it's over

                          And the band of lawyers that steal the show
                          As they watch their world go up in smoke

                          Castles burning... in the dead of night
                          Castles burning... in the dead of night
                          Wo... burnin'... burnin'... burnin'... burnin'...

                          (Spoken words)
                          When we return a story of a 5 alarm fire
                          Late last night in the prestigious Hollywood hills
                          Where one of the most controversial marriages in the
                          Entertainment industry went up in smoke, arson is suspected
                          It is still under investigation...

                          You know I love you, you know you're my girl,
                          I'd never hurt you... no

                          Castles burning... in the dead of night
                          Castles burning... in the dead of night
                          Burnin'... burnin'

                          All is fair in love and war, but war is hell...
                          In the heart of the night, in the middle of the big bad city
                          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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                          • If Not For You
                            George Harrison



                            If not for you
                            Babe, I couldn't even find the door
                            I couldn't even see the floor
                            Oh, I'd be sad and blue
                            If not for you
                            If not for you
                            Babe, I couldn't sleep while wide awake
                            Well, it would forever surely play
                            If not for you
                            If not for you
                            If not for you my sky would fall
                            Rain would gather, too
                            Without your love I'd be nowhere at all
                            I'd be lost if not for you
                            If not for you
                            The winter would hold no spring
                            I couldn't hear a robin sing
                            I just wouldn't have a clue
                            If not for you
                            If not for you my sky would fall
                            Rain would gather, too
                            Without your love I'd be nowhere at all
                            I'd be lost if not for you
                            If not for you
                            The winter would hold no spring
                            I couldn't hear a robin sing
                            I just wouldn't have a clue
                            If not for you
                            If not for you


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

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                            • The Strokes

                              Last Nite

                              Last nite she said
                              Oh baby I feel so down
                              When you turn me off
                              When I feel left out
                              So I, I turned round
                              Oh baby don't care no more
                              I know this for sure
                              I'm walking out that door

                              Well I've been in town for just about fifteen minutes now
                              And baby I feel so down
                              And I don't know why
                              I've been walking for miles

                              And people they don't understand
                              Your girlfriends they can't understand
                              Your grandsons they won't understand
                              On top of this I ain't ever gonna understand

                              Last nite she said
                              Oh baby don't feel so down
                              When you turn me off
                              When I feel left out
                              So I, I turned round,
                              Oh baby gonna be alright
                              It was a great big lie
                              Coz I left that night
                              Yeah

                              Oh people they don't understand
                              No girlfriends they don't understand
                              In spaceships they won't understand
                              And me I ain't ever gonna understand

                              Last nite she said
                              Oh baby I feel so down
                              She could turn me off
                              When I feel left out
                              So I turned round
                              Oh little girl I don't care no more
                              I know it's for sure
                              I'm walking out that door, yeah

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                              • Lenses--Singularity 15:55

                                i) singularity

                                I can look through every lens
                                infinite pressure where beginnings meet their ends
                                if entropy rules the space between us
                                we just might implode from the force of the thrust
                                I could be your love or maybe just a friend
                                maybe I need to readjust my lens

                                two spheres of energy preparing to explode
                                or perhaps we will collapse
                                beyond the point of clarity into the singularity
                                I can look through telescopes searching for someone
                                or something to give us hope
                                living inside the event horizon

                                we just might collide with the universe outside
                                singularity beyond the point of clarity
                                we could be in love or maybe it's just the end
                                maybe I need to readjust my little lens



                                ii) snapshots

                                a ghostly image of shadows crossing the hallway
                                candlelit walkways are slowly burning out
                                like some memories you just can't figure them out
                                victorian castle high on the hills of england
                                echoes with laughter from a haunted ballroom dance
                                an unfocused picture you just can't seem to enhance
                                you're pushing the signal to readjust the lens


                                deserted schoolyard, a silhouette of children playing
                                history's landscape is slowly taking shape
                                like some memories you just can't seem to escape
                                you're adjusting the picture to redefine the lines

                                a desolate ghost town balanced on the edge of nowhere
                                skeleton cowboys are fading in and out
                                like perceptions you just can't figure them out
                                a storm at high tide crashing on the shores of avalon
                                vanishing boardwalks from fog that's rolling in
                                like some parallels the vertical is closing in
                                you're pushing the signal to readjust...

                                iii) reflection

                                I can see what you see from the outer rim of the galaxy
                                I can feel what you feel we share the same reality
                                I can see what you see so many similarities
                                I am touched when we agree you're the same as me

                                iv) photoplay

                                through my galaxy filter and my convex eyepiece
                                it's becoming clear to me
                                all the possible things I could see
                                through my optic nerve and my tactile reflex
                                of what I touch and feel
                                intangible things are turning real
                                the angle is wide, I'm zooming in
                                on the action of the world
                                it's spectroscopic; covers every topic
                                the spotlight is on the world

                                v) afterimage

                                I can see what you see
                                I can feel what you feel
                                I am touched when you touch me

                                vi) clarity

                                I can see

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