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| Fyfetallica | posted on 04-30-2001 @ 8:41 AM |    | |||
| Psychopath Registered: Aug. 00  | One of my fav bands, but definatly not better then PJ Bags o' Fun :) Kickin' as I'm tryin' to sleep I got the mud beaneath my shoes Rubber band, rubberband Gun in hand, gun in hand I wanna use Roamin', roamin', roam Get away, gotta get away And I think I think too much I don't care, yeah and I don't care Roamin', roamin', roam Get away, gotta get away And I think I think too much Trippin' as I'm thinkin' 'Bout a boy, his name was Sue He's a man, he's man Crackerman, crackerman He's a woman too Roamin', roamin', roam Get away, gotta get away And I think I think too much I don't care, yeah and I don't care Roamin', roamin', roam Get away, gotta get away And I think I think too much And I'm thinkin' While I'm thinkin' And I'm thinkin' While I'm thinkin' Roamin', roamin', roam Get away, gotta get away And I think I think too much I don't care, yeah and I don't care Roamin', roamin', roam Get away, gotta get away And I think I think too much And I'm thinkin' While I'm thinkin' And I'm thinkin' While I'm thinkin'  When a Man Lies He Murders Some Part of the World These Are the Pale Deaths Which men Miscall Their Lives All this I Cannot Bear to Witness Any Longer Cannot the Kingdom of Salvation Take Me Home :)Official UN-Official Newbie father to radio-star :) | ||||
| FeelMyFunBags | posted on 04-30-2001 @ 10:36 AM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Jan. 01 | quote: Grrrr...lets not get into this again...you know you will agree with me in August when STP blows you away :) Sex Type Thing I am, I am, I am I said I wanna get next to you I said I gonna get close to you You wouldn't want me have to hurt you too, hurt you too? I ain't, I ain't, I ain't A buyin' into your apathy I'm gonna learn ya my philosophy You wanna know about atrocity, atrocity? I know you want what's on my mind I know you like what's on my mind I know it eats you up inside I know, you know, you know, you know I am a man, a man I'll give ya somethin' that ya won't forget I said ya shouldn't have worn that dress I said ya shouldn't have worn that dress I know you want what's on my mind I know you like what's on my mind I know it eats you up inside I know, you know, you know, you know Here I come, I come, I come I am, I am, I am I said I wanna get next to you I said I gonna get close to you You wouldn't want me have to hurt you too, hurt you too? I know you want what's on my mind I know you like what's on my mind I know it eats you up inside I know, you know, you know, you know I know you want what's on my mind I know you like what's on my mind I know it eats you up inside I know, you know, you know, you know Here I come, I come, I come Here I come, I come, I come Here I come, I come, I come Here I come, I come, I come Creep Forward yesterday Makes me wanna stay What they said was real Makes me wanna steal Livin' under house Guess I'm livin', I'm a mouse All's I gots is time Got no meaning, just a rhyme Take time with a wounded hand 'Cause it likes to heal Take time with a wounded hand 'Cause I like to steal Take time with a wounded hand 'Cause it likes to heal, I like to steal I'm half the man I used to me This I feel as the dawn It fades to gray Well, I'm half the man I used to be This I feel as the dawn It fades to gray Well, I'm half the man I used to me This I feel as the dawn It fades to gray Well, I'm half the man I used to be, half the man I used to be Feelin' uninspired Think I'll start a fire Everybody run Bobby's got a gun Think you're kinda neat Then she tells me I'm a creep Friends don't mean a thing Guess I'll leave it up to me Take time with a wounded hand 'Cause it likes to heal Take time with a wounded hand Guess I like to steal Take time with a wounded hand 'Cause it likes to heal, I like to steal I'm half the man I used to me This I feel as the dawn It fades to gray I'm half the man I used to be This I feel as the dawn It fades to gray I'm half the man I used to be This I feel as the dawn It fades to gray I'm half the man I used to be, half the man I used to be Take time with a wounded hand 'Cause it likes to heal Take time with a wounded hand Guess I like to steal Take time with a wounded hand 'Cause it likes to heal, I like to steal I'm half the man I used to me This I feel as the dawn It fades to gray I'm half the man I used to be This I feel as the dawn It fades to gray I'm half the man I used to be This I feel as the dawn It fades to gray I'm half the man I used to be, half the man I used to be, Half the man I used to be  How I'm craving you, yeah! Every time I'm near you I always want to swallow you down I'll be right here if ya' need me In my life, I'll need you here, don't ask why I'll never disappear This message was edited by FeelMyFunBags on 4-30-01 @ 10:42 AM | ||||
| FeelMyFunBags | posted on 04-30-2001 @ 10:44 AM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Jan. 01 | Sex and Violence I used to love you now I don’t care Now I turn around, you’re everywhere So you can chew me up and spit me out You’re just a little bitch I cared about I know you can see me But you don’t believe me I know that you’re lonely Time will tell and time is hell No sex or violence No morbid silence Forever sleeping You won’t stop breathing You hold me captive and it’s not fair Progressed insanity is everywhere You need to love me but you kicked me out My head is wandering so knock me out I keep my head afloat I’m drownin’ in The muddy water pulls me down again I used to love me but I hate me now I’m just a little bitch I cared about Atlanta She lives in a bungalow She kills me with rosegarden thorns She waits for me My love is unusual It's painted with roses and thorns with her I'm complete She lives by the wall and waits by the door She walks in the sun to me Visions of Mexico seduce me It goes to my head so carefully Memories of candles and incense And all of these things remember these She lives by the wall and waits by the door She walks in the sun to me She comforts me when the candles blow out the cake has grown mold but the memories are sweet The laughter's all gone but the memories are mine The Mexican princess is out of my life She lives by the wall and waits by the door She walks in the sun to me How I'm craving you, yeah! Every time I'm near you I always want to swallow you down I'll be right here if ya' need me In my life, I'll need you here, don't ask why I'll never disappear | ||||
| spitfire421 | posted on 04-30-2001 @ 11:23 AM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Dec. 00 | quote: Um....no, there's no contest there Who's still making good music?--just wait til the new STP comes out and I forgive them for Tiny Music just cuz they were too fucked up... Feel, doesn't "Atlanta" just invoke the ghost of Morrison? good song :) fine place for a day full of breakdowns - takes more than a meltdown to show us how - throw a tack on the road, stop the meatplow - got a bullet but it ain't mine. they got these pictures of everything - to break us down, yeah to break me down. they make us hate and we make it bleed. but I got a lover and yeah she shows me how, to understand it, yeah to understand I got a brother and well he show me how, to make amends, yeah to make amends with it take a break from the mousetrap we call home - takes more than a message to make me smile - I can feel when she kisses me sleeping - but not when the news is on.  no-one ever tends to me. Sitting alone covered in breeze. Some things are so my mind can breathe. The waiting is hard, fuckin' takes so long. Draped in sun, hands in sand. Earth acid cleanses me. It cleanses me clean, but the world it never comes(Kyuss, Space Cadet) | ||||
| FeelMyFunBags | posted on 04-30-2001 @ 11:38 AM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Jan. 01 | Spit..Atlanta is one of my faves on the album...too bad they never do it at shows....but its a little too mellow... As for Fyfe living in a dream world of Pearl Jam ruling the world...no matter what you say or do, his opinion will never change. We are going to Rolling Rock Fest in August so hopefully he will be enlightened there :) And here's another STP song: Unglued moderation is masterbation what is what, and what makes you feel good all these things I think about, I think about always come unglued yeah, I got this thing it's comin' over me, I got thing it's comin' over me, I got this feelin' coming over me, yeah this confusion is my illusion nowhere to look, but know where to find ya. all these things I'm sick about, I'm sick about always come unglued How I'm craving you, yeah! Every time I'm near you I always want to swallow you down I'll be right here if ya' need me In my life, I'll need you here, don't ask why I'll never disappear | ||||
| Canthandlemybooty | posted on 04-30-2001 @ 4:58 PM | | |||
| Psychopath Registered: Mar. 01 | quote: Ha....good luck...thats like trying to convert the Pope to hinduism...its not gonna happen! :)  "Oops I did it again" :) Adopted by the famous Drunk Boy....i feel so special!!:) | ||||
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