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| CantHandleMyBooty | posted on 09-25-2001 @ 2:35 PM |    | |||
| Psychopath Registered: Mar. 01  | This song names the 50 states and their capitols....i dunno if it counts though! Its from the cartoon Animaniacs...dunno if anyone remebers them anyways here it is.. And Columbus is the capital of Ohio There's Montgomery, Alabama, south of Helena, Montana Then there's Denver, Colorado, under Boise, Idaho. Texas has Austin, then we go north To Massachusetts' Boston, and Albany, New York Tallahassee, Florida, and Washington, D.C. Santa Fe, New Mexico, and Nashville, Tennessee. Elvis used to hang out there a lot, ya know. Trenton's in New Jersey, north of Jefferson, Missouri You've got Richmond in Virginia; South Dakota has Pierre Harrisburg's in Pennsylvania and Augusta's up in Maine And here is Providence, Rhode Island, next to Dover, Delaware. Concord, New Hampshire, just a quick jaunt To Montpelier, which is up in Vermont Hartford's in Connecticut, so pretty in the fall And Kansas has Topeka; Minnesota has St Paul. Juneau's in Alaska and there's Lincoln in Nebraska And it's Raleigh out in North Carolina and then There's Madison, Wisconsin, and Olympia in Washington Phoenix, Arizona, and Lansing, Michigan. Here's Honolulu; Hawaii's a joy Jackson, Mississippi, and Springfield, Illinois South Carolina with Columbia down the way And Annapolis in Maryland on Chesapeake Bay. They have wonderful clam chowder. Cheyenne is in Wyomin' and perhaps you make your home in Salt Lake City out in Utah, where the Buffalo roam Atlanta's down in Georgia, and there's Bismarck, North Dakota And you can live in Frankfort in your old Kentucky home. Salem in Oregon; from there we join Little Rock in Arkansas; Iowa's got Des Moines Sacramento, California; Oklahoma and its city Charleston, West Virginia, and Nevada, Carson City. In memory of the lives lost on... September 11, 2001 | ||||
| Skeet Slambone | posted on 09-25-2001 @ 10:25 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Dec. 00 | Can someone please finish this song. I can only remember half of it. Its from school. Alabama and Alaska, Arizona Arkansas, California, Colorado and Connecticut and more, Delaware, Florida, Georgia and Hawaii, Idaho, Illinois, Indiana, Iowa, 35 to go, Kansas and Kentucky, Lousiana, Maine Maryland, Massacusetts, and Good Ole Michigan, Minnesota, Mississippi, Missouri and Montana And thats where my brain farts.
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| IrishAlkey Chucky Official OA.com Homo CUNT ROCKETTE Look who's laughing now, fuckers!!! Is It In Yet? JYD-4-LIFE [Sarcasm]Subzero316 fan since day one!!1!![/Sarcasm] "my mod powers are on temporary hiatus" This status is sponsored by: P®oJë©T M@¥hέm | posted on 09-26-2001 @ 10:42 AM | | |||
| O&A Board Veteran Registered: Aug. 01 | Wyoming Written by C.E. Winter Composed by G.E. Knapp I In the far and mighty West, Where the crimson sun seeks rest, There's a growing splendid State that lies above, On the breast of this great land; Where the massive Rockies stand, There's Wyoming young and strong, the State I love! Chorus Wyoming, Wyoming! Land of the sunlight clear! Wyoming, Wyoming! Land that we hold so dear! Wyoming, Wyoming! Precious art thou and thine! Wyoming, Wyoming! Beloved State of mine! II In the flowers wild and sweet, Colors rare and perfumes meet; There's the columbine so pure, the daisy too, Wild the rose and red it springs, White the button and its rings, Thou art loyal for they're red and white and blue. III Where thy peaks with crowned head. Rising till the sky they wed, Sit like snow queens ruling wood and stream and plain; 'Neath thy granite bases deep, 'Neath thy bosom's broadened sweep, Lie the riches that have gained and brought thee fame. IV Other treasures thou dost hold, Men and women thou dost mould; True and earnest are the lives that thou dost raise, Strengthen thy children though dost teach, Nature's truth thou givest to each, Free and noble are thy workings and thy ways. V In the nation's banner free There's one star that has for me A radiance pure and splendor like the sun; Mine it is, Wyoming's star, Home it leads me near or far; O Wyoming! All my hear and love you've won  | ||||
| IrishAlkey Chucky Official OA.com Homo CUNT ROCKETTE Look who's laughing now, fuckers!!! Is It In Yet? JYD-4-LIFE [Sarcasm]Subzero316 fan since day one!!1!![/Sarcasm] "my mod powers are on temporary hiatus" This status is sponsored by: P®oJë©T M@¥hέm | posted on 09-26-2001 @ 10:47 AM | | |||
| O&A Board Veteran Registered: Aug. 01 | South Dakota Words and Music by DeeCort Hammitt Hail! South Dakota, A great state of the land, Health, wealth and beauty, That's what makes her grand; She has her Black Hills, And mines with gold so rare, And with her scenery, No other state can compare. Come where the sun shines, And where life's worth your while, You won't be here long, 'Till you'll wear a smile; No state's so healthy, And no folk quite so true, To South Dakota. We welcome you. Hail! South Dakota, The state we love the best, Land of our fathers, Builders of the west; Home of the Badlands, and Rushmore's ageless shrine, Black Hills and prairies, Farmland and Sunshine. Hills, farms and prairies, Blessed with bright Sunshine. | ||||
| spitfire421 | posted on 09-26-2001 @ 10:50 AM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Dec. 00 | Weird Al Yankovic Well, I had two weeks of vacation time coming After working all year down at Big Roy's Eating And Plumbing So one night when my family the I were gathered 'round the dinner table I said, "Kids, if you could go anywhere in this great big world, now Where'd you like to go ta" They said, "Dad, we wanna see the biggest ball of twine in Minnesota" They picked the biggest ball of twine in Minnesota So the very next day we loaded up the car With potato skins and pickled weiners, Crossword puzzles, Spider-Man comics, and mama's home made rhubarb pie Pulled out of the driveway and the neighbors, they all waved good-bye And so began our three day journey We picked up a guy holding a sign that said "twine ball or bust" He smelled real bad and he said his name was Bernie I put in a Slim Whitman tape, my wife put on a brand new hair net Kids were in the back seat jumping up and down, yelling "Are we there yet?" And all of us were joined together in one common thought As we rolled down the long and winding interstate in our '53 DeSoto We're gonna see the biggest ball of twine in Minnesota We're headin' for the biggest ball of twine in Minnesota Oh, we couldn't wait to get there So we drove straight through for three whole days and nights Of course, we stopped for more pickled weiners now and then The scenery was just so pretty, boy I wish the kids could've seen it But you can't see out of the side of the car Because the windows are completely covered With the decals of all the place where we've already been There's Elvis-O-Rama, the Tupperware Museum, The Boll Weevil Monument, and Cranberry World, The Shuffleboard Hall Of Fame, Poodle Dog Rock, And The Mecca of Albino Squirrels We've been to ghost towns, theme parks, wax museums, And a place where you can drive through the middle of a tree We've seen alligator farms and tarantula ranches, But there's still one thing we gotta see Well, we crossed the state line about 6:39 And we saw a sign that said "Twine Ball exit - 50 miles" Oh, the kids were so happy the started singing "99 Bottles Of Beer On The Wall" for the 27th time that day So, we pulled off the road at the last chance gas station Got a few more pickled weiners and a diet chocolate soda On our way to see the biggest ball of twine in Minnesota We're gonna see the biggest ball of tiwne in Minnesota Finally, at 7:37 early Wednesday evening as the sun was setting in the Minnesota sky Out in the distance, on the horizon, it appeared to me like a vision before my unbelieving eye I parked the car and walked with awe-filled reverence towards that glorius huge majestic sphere I was just so overwhelmed by its sheer imensity, I had to pop myself a beer Yes, on these hallowed grounds, open ten to eight on weekdays, in a little shrine under a make-shift pagoda, There sits the biggest ball of twine in Minnesota I tell you, it's the biggest ball of twine in Minnesota Oh, what on earth would make a man decide to do that kind of thing? Oh, windin' up twenty-one thousand, one hundred forty pounds of string What was he trying to prove, who was he trying to impress Why did he build it, how did he do, it was anybody's guess Where did he get the twine, what was goin' through his mind Did it just seem like a good idea at the time Well, we walked up beside it and I warned the kids "Now, you better not touch it, those ropes are there for a reason" I said, "Maybe if you're good, I'll tie it to the back of our car and we can take it home", but I was only teasin' Then we went to the gift shop and stood in line Bought a souvineer miniature ball of twine, some window decals, and anything else they'd sell us And we bought a couple post cards, "Greetings from the twine ball, wish you were here" Won't the folks back home be jealous I gave our camera to Bernie and we stood by the ball and we all gathered 'round and said, "Cheese" The Bernie ran away with my brand new Insti-Matic, but at least we got our memories Then we all just stared at the ball for a while and my eyes got moist, but I said with a smile, "Kids, this here's what America's all about" Then I started feelin' kinda gooey inside and I fell on my knees and I cried and cried And that's when those security guards threw us out You know, I bet if we unravelled that sucker, It'd roll all the way down to Fargo, North Dakota 'Cause it's the biggest ball of twine in Minnesota I'm talkin' 'bout the biggest ball of twine in Minnesota Well, we stayed that night at the Twine Ball Inn In the morning we were on our way home again But we really didn't want to leave, that was perfectly clear I said, "Folks, I can tell you're all sad to go" Then I winked my eye and I said, "You know, I got a funny kind of feelin' we'll be comin' back again next year" 'Cause I've been all around this great big world And I can't think of anywhere else I'd rather go to Than the biggest ball of twine in Minnesota I said the biggest ball of twine in Minnesota Minnesota Minnesota Minnesota  We Have Not YetBegun To Fight NEVER FORGET!!! | ||||
| Joe Soprano | posted on 09-26-2001 @ 10:04 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Sep. 00 | Let's see, so far, there's about a dozen-odd states not accounted for yet... But to be fair, I am representing our neighbors to the North... BLAME CANADA Time's have changed Our kids are getting worse They won't obey their parents They just want to fart and curse Should we blame the government? Or blame society? Or should we blame the images on TV? No. Blame Canada Blame Canada With all their beady little eyes And flapping heads so full of lies Blame Canada Blame Canada We need to form a full assault It's Canada's fault Don't blame me For my son Stan He saw the darn cartoon And now he's off to join the Klan And my boy Eric once Had my picture on his shelf But now when I see him he tells me to f**k myself! Well? Blame Canada Blame Canada It seems that everything's gone wrong Since Canada came along Blame Canada Blame Canada They're not even a real country anyway My son could have been a doctor or a lawyer, rich and true Instead he burned up like a piggy on a barbecue Should we blame the matches? Should we blame the fire? Or the doctors who allowed him to expire? Heck No Blame Canada Blame Canada With all their hockey hullaballu And that bitch Anne Murray too Blame Canada Shame on Canada For the smut we must stop The trash we must smash Laughter and fun must all be undone We must blame them and cause a fuss Before somebody thinks of blaming us!  | ||||
| Drusilla fag-hag | posted on 09-30-2001 @ 2:53 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Aug. 01 | Ike & Tina Turner - "Sweet Rhode Island Red" graduate of the CLS school for newbies | ||||
| LunaBabe Ok, I know this is all a ploy, but, I'll play anyway. Dylan? BAH! I've heard BETTER! JYD-4-LIFE 'Shrooomer | posted on 10-09-2001 @ 11:34 AM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Jun. 01 | (B-52's) Hoo Hoo Hoo Hoo Hoo Hoo Hoo Hoo Hoo You're living in your own Private Idaho Living in your own Private Idaho Underground like a wild potato. Don't go on the patio. Beware of the pool, blue bottomless pool. It leads you straight right throught the gate that opens on the pool. You're living in your own Private Idaho. You're living in your own Private Idaho. Keep off the path, beware the gate, watch out for signs that say "hidden driveways". Don't let the chlorine in your eyes blind you to the awful surprise that's waitin' for you at the bottom of the bottomless blue blue blue pool. You're livin in your own Private Idaho. Idaho. You're out of control, the rivers that roll, you fell into the water and down to Idaho. Get out of that state, get out of that state you're in. You better beware. You're living in your own Private Idaho. You're living in your own Private Idaho. Keep off the patio, keep off the path. The lawn may be green but you better not be seen walkin' through the gate that leads you down, down to a pool fraught with danger is a pool full of strangers. You're living in your own Private Idaho, where do I go from here to a better state than this. Well, don't be blind to the big surprise swimming round and round like the deadly hand of a radium clock, at the bottom, of the pool. I-I-I-daho I-I-I-daho Woah oh oh woah oh oh woah oh oh Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah Get out of that state Get out of that state You're living in your own Private Idaho, livin in your own Private.... Idaho .................................................. Mississippi Dylan...The BOB Dylan Every step of the way, we walk the line Your days are numbered, so are mine Time is piling up, we struggle and we scrape We're all boxed in, nowhere to escape. City's just a jungle, more games to play Trapped in the heart of it, trying to get away I was raised in the country, I been working in the town I been in trouble ever since I set my suitcase down Got nothing for you, I had nothing before Don't even have anything for myself anymore Sky full of fire, paint pouring down Nothing you can sell me, I'll see you around. All my powers of expression and thoughts so sublime Could never do you justice in reason or rhyme Only one thing I did wrong, Stayed in Mississippi a day too long Well, the devil's in the alley, mule’s in the stall Say anything you want to, I have heard it all I was thinking about the things that Rosie said I was dreaming I was sleeping in Rosie’s bed Walking through the leaves falling from the trees Feeling like a stranger, nobody sees So many things that we never will undo I know you're sorry, I'm sorry too. Some people will offer you their hand and some won't Last night I knew you, tonight I don't I need something strong to distract my mind I'm gonna look at you 'til my eyes go blind Well, I got here following the southern star I crossed that river just to be where you are Only one thing I did wrong Stayed in Mississippi a day too long. Well, my ship's been split to splinters and it's sinking fast I'm drowning in the poison, got no future, got no past But my heart is not weary, it's light and it’s free I got nothing but affection for those who’ve sailed with me Everybody moving, if they ain't already there Everybody got to move somewhere Stick with me baby, stick with me anyhow, Things should start to get interesting right about now My clothes are wet, tight on my skin Not as tight as the corner that I painted myself in I know the fortune is waiting to be kind So give me your hand and say you'll be mine Now the emptiness is endless, cold as the clay You can always come back, but you can't come back all the way Only one thing I did wrong Stayed in Mississippi a day too long  "...I've been down on the bottom of a world full of lies... I ain't looking for nothing in anyone's eyes..." | ||||
| Wookie | posted on 10-09-2001 @ 6:30 PM | | |||
| Psychopath Registered: Mar. 01 | This classic is from 5th Grade Chorus, and believe it or not, it was written by Ray Charles. Fifty Nifty United States Fifty nifty United States from thirteen original colonies; Fifty nifty stars in the flag that billows so beautif'ly in the breeze. Each individual state contributes a quality that is great. Each individual state deserves a bow, we salute them now. Alabama, Alaska, Arizona, Arkansas, California, Colorado, Connecticut; Delaware, Florida, Georgia, Hawaii, Idaho, Illinois, Indiana; Io-way! Kansas, Kentucky, Louisiana, Maine, Maryland, Massachusetts, Michigan; Minnesota, Mississippi, Missouri, Montana, Nebraska. Nev-aaada. New Hampshire. New Jersey. New Mexico. New York. North Carolina. North Dakota. O-hiiii-o. Oklahoma, Oregon, Pennsylvania, Rhode Island, South Carolina, South Dakota, Tennessee, Texas; Utah. Vermont. Virginia, Washington, West Virginia, Wisconsin, Wy-oooo-ming! North, south, east, west, in our calm, considerate, objective opinion, (name of home state) is... the... best... of the Fifty nifty United States from thirteen original colonies, Shout 'em, scout 'em, Tell all about 'em, One by one till we've given a day to ev'ry state in the good old U. S. A. !! WookiePoolParty: Now even more new and improved!! _____Crack Committee: Go A's!_____  This is a great country we live in. Son of NYPD, our real heroes. | ||||
| Bangster | posted on 10-09-2001 @ 8:20 PM | | |||
| Psychopath Registered: Mar. 01 | U2 - New York In New York freedom looks like Too many choices In New York I found a friend To drown out the other voices Voices on a cell phone Voices from home Voices through the hard sell Voices down a stairwell In New York Just got a place in New York In New York summers get hot Well into the hundreds You can walk around the block Without a change of clothing Hot as a hair dryer in your face Hot as handbag and a can of mace New York I just got a place in New York New York New York In New York you can forget Forget how to sit still Tell yourself you will stay in But it's down to Alphaville(?) New York New York, New York New York, New York New York The Irish been coming here for years Feel like they own the place They got the airport, city hall The asphalt dance floor(???) They even got the police Irish, Italians, Jews and Hispanics Religious nuts, political fanatics in the stew Happily not like me and you That's where I lost you New York New York, New York New York New York, New York New York New York In New York I lost it all To you and your vices Still I'm staying on to figure out Midlife crisis I hit an iceberg in my life You know I'm still afloat You lose your balance, lose your wife In the queue for the lifeboat You better put the women and children first But you've got an unquenchable thirst for New York New York New York New York, New York In the stillness of the evening When the sun has had its day I heard your voice whispering Come away now New, New York New... New York New York EDIT-i know it's they're refering to the city, kinda forgot for a sec. This message was edited by Bangster on 10-9-01 @ 8:23 PM | ||||
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