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IkeaBoy P.L.F. Portugese Liberation Front- Liberating Status' everywhere from the Tyranny of Portugal I will die a traitor's death	posted on 04-10-2001 @ 11:26 PM
O&A Board Veteran Registered: Sep. 00	In Dreams Roy Orbison A candy-colored clown they call the sandman Tiptoes to my room every night Just to sprinkle stardust and to whisper "Go to sleep. Everything is all right." I close my eyes, Then I drift away Into the magic night. I softly say A silent prayer Like dreamers do. Then I fall asleep to dream My dreams of you. In dreams I walk with you. In dreams I talk to you. In dreams you're mine. All of the time we're together In dreams In dreams. But just before the dawn I awake and find you gone. I can't help it, I can't help it, if I cry. I remember that you said goodbye. It's too bad that all these things Can only happen in my dreams Only in dreams In beautiful dreams.
Mi1o Yambag	posted on 04-11-2001 @ 1:08 AM
O&A Board Regular Registered: Oct. 00	Working For The Man (Uh-huh) Hey now, you'd better listen to me, every one of you (Ooo) We got a lotta lotta lotta lotta work to do (Ooo) Forget about your women & that water can (Ooo) Today you're workin' for the man Well pick up your feet, we've got a deadline to meet I wanna see you make it on time Oh don't relax, I want elbows & backs I wanna see everybody from behind 'Cause you're workin' for the man, workin' for the man You gotta make him a hand, workin' for the man So I'm pickin' 'em up & I'm layin' 'em down I believe he's gonna work me into the ground I pull to the left, I heave to the right I oughta kill him but it wouldn't be right 'Cause I'm workin' for the man, workin' for the man I gotta make him a hand, workin' for the man Well the boss' daughter sneaks-a me water Every time her daddy's down the line She says "Meet me tonight, love me right & everything is gonna be fine" So I slave all day without much pay I'm just a-bidin' my time 'Cause the company & the daughter you see They're both gonna be all mine Yeah I'm gonna be the man, gonna be the man Gotta make him a hand if I'm gonna be the man I'm workin' for the man, workin' for the man I gotta make him a hand, workin' for the man ...(fade) Pretty Woman (Hey, you knew someone was going to post it) pretty woman, walking down the street pretty woman, the kind I like to meet pretty woman I don't believe you, you're not the truth no one could look as good as you pretty woman, won't you pardon me pretty woman, I couldn't help but see pretty woman that you look lovely as can be are you lonely just like me Rrrr pretty woman, stop awhile pretty woman, talk awhile pretty woman, give your smile to me pretty woman, yea yea yea pretty woman, look my way pretty woman, say you'll stay with me 'cause I need you, I'll treat you right come with me baby, be mine tonight pretty woman, don't walk on by pretty woman, don't make me cry pretty woman don't walk away, hey if that's the way it must be, ok I guess I'll go on home, it's late there'll be tomorrow night, but wait what do I see is she walking back to me yea, she's walking back to me oh, oh, pretty woman Smoke Weed Everyday
spitfire421	posted on 04-11-2001 @ 9:54 AM
O&A Board Regular Registered: Dec. 00	Nice pick! Here's one of my all-time favorite supergroups: Handle With Care Been beat up and battered around. Been sent up and I've been shot down. You're the best thing that I've ever found. Handle me with care. Reputation's changeable. Situation's tolerable. But Baby you're adorable. Handle me with Care. I'm so tired of being lonely. I still have some love to give. Won't you show me that you really care. Everybody's got someone to lean on. Put your body next to mine and dream on. I've been fobbed off, and I've been fooled. I've been robbed and ridiculed. In day care centers and night school. Handle me with care. Been Stuck in airports, terrorized. Sent to meetings, hypnotized. Over-exposed commercialized. Handle me with care. I've been uptight and made a mess. But I'll clean it up myself, I guess. Oh, the sweet smell of success. Handle me with care. I'm not being rude. You're just insignificant. <IGNORANCE IS TYPICAL
Rommel	posted on 04-11-2001 @ 10:10 AM
Psychopath Registered: Oct. 00	Series Of Dreams I was thinkin' of a series of dreams Where nothing comes up to the top Everything stays down where it's rooted And comes to a permanent stop Wasn't thinking of anything specific Like in a dream where someone wakes up and screams Nothin' too very scientific Just thinkin' of a series of dreams. Thinking of a series of dreams Where the time and the tempo drag And there's no exit in any direction 'Cept the one that you can't see with your eyes Wasn't making any great connection Wasn't fallin' for any intricate schemes Nothin' that would pass inspection I'm just thinkin' of a series of dreams. Dreams where the umbrella is open And into the path you are hurled And the times are no good that you're hopin' Unless they're comin' from another world. In one, the surface was frozen In another, I witnessed a crime In one I was runnin', and in another All I seemed to be doin' was climb Wasn't lookin' for any special assistance Nor goin' to any great extremes I'd already gone the distance Just thinkin' of a series of dreams. Dreams where the umbrella is open And into the path you are hurled And the times are no good that you're hopin' Unless they're comin' from other world. I'd already gone the distance Just thinkin' of a series of dreams. Tweeter And The Monkey Man Tweeter and the Monkey Man were hard up for cash They stayed up all night selling cocaine and hash To an undercover cop who had a sister named Jan For reasons unexplained she loved the Monkey Man Tweeter was a boy scout before she went to Vietnam And found out the hard way nobody gives a damn They knew that they found freedom just across the Jersey Line So they hopped into a stolen car took Highway 99 (Chorus) And the walls came down all the way to hell Never saw them when they're standing Never saw them when they fell The undercover cop never liked the Monkey Man Even back in childhood he wanted to see him in the can Jan got married at fourteen to a rackateer named Bill She made secret calls to the Monkey Man from a mansion on the hill It was out on thunder road - Tweeter at the wheel They crashed into paradise - they could hear them tires squeal The undercover cop pulled up and said "Everyone of you's a liar If you don't surrender now it's gonna go down to the wire (Chorus) An ambulance rolled up - a state trooper close behind Tweeter took his gun away and messed up his mind The undercover cop was left tied up to a tree Near the souvenir stand by the old abandoned factory Next day the undercover cop was hot in pursuit He was taking the whole thing personal He didn't care about the loot Jan had told him many times it was you to me who taught In Jersey anything's legal as long as you don't get caught (Chorus) Someplace by Rahway prison they ran out of gas The undercover cop had cornered them said "Boy, you didn't think that this could last" Jan jumped out of bed said "There's someplace I gotta go" She took a gun out of the drawer and said "It's best if you dont' know" The undercover cop was found face down in a field The monkey man was on the river bridge using Tweeter as a shield Jan said to the Monkey Man "I'm not fooled by Tweeter's curl I knew him long before he ever became a Jersey girl" (Chorus) Now the town of Jersey City is quieting down again I'm sitting in a gambling club called the Lion's Den The TV set been blown up, every bit of it is gone Ever since the nightly news show that the Monkey Man was on I guess I'll to to Florida and get myself some sun There ain't no more opportunity here, everything's been done Sometime I think of Tweeter, sometime I think of Jan Sometime I don't think about nothing but the Monkey Man (Chorus) <<< Jeder oder Keiner, Alles oder Nichts

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