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Flock of Moosen OA.com's Bodyguard Anger problem? What anger problem? I hate the fucking mud! USA	posted on 04-05-2001 @ 9:35 PM
O&A Board Regular Registered: Jan. 01	Best I Can A child alone in daddy's room The gun was hidden here No one home to catch me when I fall A young man now in a private chair I've seen the world through a bitter stare But my dream is still alive I'm going to be the best I can I want to be a busy man I want to see a change in the future I'm gonna make the best of what I have I want to write for a magazine I'm gonna be the best they've ever seen I know I'll win if I give it all I can I won't let go, gonna make the grade No, I won't let go To be the best man, the best man that I can Back street hoop star you've got it good You were the wonder Of the crumbling neighborhood Now taking bids on the next six digit plan Showed me that my will survived The tragedy that came into my life Giving me hope and the new start That I have I won't let go, gotta make the grade No, I won't let it go To be the best man, the best man that I can Step by step I dream the plan From my chair to walking man This constant dream is on my mind Chase the light I see ahead Luminate the path I tread I live to be the best I can Now I'm moving forward And I'm never looking back Straight ahead, focused on the big attack On a roll and I'm never slowing down I won't be torn between slowing down I won't be torn between The man in the chair And man that's in my dream I'm going to melt the two men into one I won't let go, gotta make the grade I set No, I won't let it go To be the best man, the best man that I can "What are you speaking? German Brian? German! Jermaine! Jermaine Jackson! Jackson 5! TITO!" My graduated adoptee: BACKDOOR BUNNY Proud graduate of NJDude's School of Rock
Flock of Moosen OA.com's Bodyguard Anger problem? What anger problem? I hate the fucking mud! USA	posted on 04-05-2001 @ 10:25 PM
O&A Board Regular Registered: Jan. 01	Another one from their earlier days. The Lady Wore Black On a lonely walk this morning A light mist in the air Dark clouds laughing at me in silence Casting shadows through my hair In the distance I saw a woman Dressed in black with eyes of grey She wore her pain like a shackled spirit Eternal life was her debt to pay The lady wore black It's the sign of the prisoners lives The lady wore black See the years through the tears in her eyes The lady wore black Her mystic power calls to me The lady wore black Her love can set me free The wind song whispered a warning Telling me to beware Of the quiet shadowed woman And of the sadness I would share We sat together for sometime Together in silence Never speaking in words Of all her thoughts she spoke with her eyes And I listened remembering all I heard The lady wore black It's the sign of the prisoners lives The lady wore black See the years through the tears in her eyes The lady wore black Her mystic power calls to me The lady wore black Her love can set me free The words she spoke were of forgotten lives And of all knowledge gained Mem'ries I had and didn't know why With a smile she explained I should have listened to The wind's cold warning And walked the other way I touched her soul and now I bear her sentence But for her love I'll gladly pay The lady wore black It's the sign of the prisoners lives The lady wore black See the years through the tears in her eyes The lady wore black Her mystic power calls to me The lady wore black Her love can set me free "What are you speaking? German Brian? German! Jermaine! Jermaine Jackson! Jackson 5! TITO!" My graduated adoptee: BACKDOOR BUNNY Proud graduate of NJDude's School of Rock
NJDude	posted on 04-05-2001 @ 10:27 PM
O&A Board Regular Registered: Jun. 00	Both great songs Flock. I have taught you well grasshopper!!! E-Mail Me Parents have a big misconception about rock. Like they say, "I don't want you to be involved with it because you'll become a drug addict or an alcoholic." Well, guess what? If I wasn't in rock n' roll I'd be a real mess... Sebastian Bach
Mr. Brownstone	posted on 04-05-2001 @ 11:15 PM
O&A Board Regular Registered: Dec. 00	I Don't Believe In Love I awoke on impact Under surveillance from the camera eye Searching high and low The criminal mind found at the scene of the crime Handcuffed and blind, I didn't do it She said she loved me I guess I never knew But do we ever, ever really know? She said she'd meet me on the other side But I knew right then, I'd never find her I don't believe in love I never have, I never will I don't believe in love It's never worth the pain that you feel No more nightmares, I've seen them all From the day I was born, they've haunted my every move Every open hand's there to push and shove No time for love it doesn't matter She made a difference I guess she had a way Of making every night seem bright as day Now I walk in shadows, never see the light She must have lied 'cause she never said goodbye I don't believe in love I never have, I never will I don't believe in love I'll just pretend she never was real I don't believe in lovev I need to forget her face, I see it still I don't believe in love It's never worth the pain that you feel No chance for contact There's no raison d'etre My only hope is one day I'll forget The pain of knowing what can never be With or without love it's all the same to me I don't believe in love I never have, I never will I don't believe in love I'll just pretend she never was real I don't believe in love I need to forget her face, I see it still I don't believe in love It's never worth the pain that you feel We'll roll on with our heads held high Our conscience in the gutter Our dreams up in the sky ---The Living End I see stupid people...They're everywhere...They don't know they're stupid...

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