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| MaynardGKrebs | posted on 06-12-2001 @ 8:44 AM |    | |||
| O&A Board Veteran Registered: Jan. 01  | Dead Kennedys Forward To Death I don't need your way of life I can't stand your attitudes I can do without your stife I don't need your fucking world I don't need your fucking world This world brings me down Gag with every breath This world brings me down I'm looking forward to death It seems so unreal to me So much hate and so much pity I can't take another day It's such a bore It gets me really sore I don't need this fucking world I don't need this fucking world This world brings me down Gag with every breath This world brings me down I'm looking forward to death. "Time is an illusion. Lunchtime doubly so." Still room for one more castaway. This message was edited by MaynardGKrebs on 6-12-01 @ 9:15 AM | ||||
| SpiritOfDirt | posted on 06-12-2001 @ 9:07 AM | | |||
| Psychopath Registered: May. 01 | Sex Pistols -ANARCHY IN THE U.K.- RIGHT! NOW HA,HA I AM AN ANTICHRIST I AM AN ANARCHIST DON'T KNOW WHAT I WANT BUT I KNOW HOW TO GET IT I WANNA DESTROY THE PASSERBY 'CAUSE I WANNA BE ANARCHY NO DOGS BODY ANARCHY FOR THE U.K. IT'S COMING SOMETIME AND MAYBE I GIVE A WRONG TIME STOP A TRAFFIC LINE YOU'R FUTURE DREAM IS A SHOPPING SCHEME CAUSE I WANNA BE ANARCHY IN THE CITY HOW MANY WAYS TO GET WHAT YOU WANT I USE THE BEST I USE THE REST I USE THE ENEMY I USE ANARCHY CAUSE I WANNA BE ANARCHY IT'S THE ONLY WAY TO BE IS THIS THE M.P.L.A. OR IS THIS THE U.D.A. OR IS THIS THE I.R.A. I THOUGHT IT WAS THE U.K. OR JUST ANOTHER COUNTRY ANOTHER CUNTLIKE TENANCY I WANNA BE ANARCHY I WANNA BE ANARCHY OH WHAT A NAME AND I WANNA BE AN ANARCHIST GET PISSED DESTROY!  THE ROOT OF THE PROBLEM HAS BEEN ISOLATED I am a budding product of Spitfire421 | ||||
| MaynardGKrebs | posted on 06-12-2001 @ 9:33 AM | | |||
| O&A Board Veteran Registered: Jan. 01 | Husker Du Chartered Trips i picked up my belongings in a nylon carry-all, i hear the porter call. said "the sky's the limit on this chartered trip away" guess i'd better stay. out there on the desert, i see trees on every wall, nothing's ever solved. said "the sky's the limit on this chartered trip away" guess i'd better stay away. i thought i owed myself a trip away, i wanted to go to places i have never been away. i looked at the pictures, imagine where they lay away, on a beach, by the sand, where their clothes all lay away. --horizon is oblivious, chartered trip away. --said "there's no returning from this chartered trip away. "Time is an illusion. Lunchtime doubly so." Still room for one more castaway. | ||||
| SpiritOfDirt | posted on 06-12-2001 @ 9:39 AM | | |||
| Psychopath Registered: May. 01 | Bad Religion -21st Century (Digital Boy)- I can't believe it, the way you look sometimes, like a trampled flag on a city street, oh yeah, and I don't want it, the things you're offering me, symbolized bar code quick id, oh yeah, I'm a 21st century digital boy, I don't know how to live (or read) but I've got a lot of toys, my daddy is lazy middle class intellectual, my mammy's on valium, she's so ineffectual, ain't life a mystery? I can't explain it, the things they're saying to me, going yayayayayayaya, oh yeah, I tried to tell you about no control, but now I really don't know, and then you told me how bad you had to suffer, is that really all you have to offer? THE ROOT OF THE PROBLEM HAS BEEN ISOLATED I am a budding product of Spitfire421 | ||||
| Kim | posted on 06-12-2001 @ 9:41 AM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Jan. 01 | Buzzcocks!!!!!!!!!!!! I Need I need I need I need I need I used to only want but now I need To get by with what I got but now I need I need I used to only want but now I need I need sex I need love I need drink I need drugs I need food I need cash I need you to love me back I need I need I need I need I just can't do without 'cos now I need The things I care about 'cos now I need I need I used to only want but now I need I need sex I need love I need drink I need drugs I need food I need cash I need you to love me back I need I need I need I need And now I have to dream because I need Of a necessary scheme to get me what I need I need I used to only want but now I need I need I need I need I need The things I used to crave for now I need Have made me just a slave for what I need I need Yes I am just a slave for what I need I need sex I need love I need 'flu I need drugs I need food I need cash I need you to love me back You to love me back You to love me back  They're crawling out of the woodwork! Idiots everywhere!!! I don't know what is worse the assholes who create speculation threads or newbies who think they know everything...sheesh! | ||||
| SpiritOfDirt | posted on 06-12-2001 @ 9:45 AM | | |||
| Psychopath Registered: May. 01 | Pennywise clear your mind hide your fear don't look around don't turn around pennywise is here evil lurks in his eyes the clown they call pennywise he's a monster he's not human he's more than just a figment of your imagination you can't run can't hide there's no way to escape pennywise he'll creep inside your soul at night and torment nice and slow don't turn around or look around pennywise will know he'll make you wish that you were dead and make it hard to cope he'll make you wish that you were dead and hanging by a rope THE ROOT OF THE PROBLEM HAS BEEN ISOLATED I am a budding product of Spitfire421 | ||||
| Kim | posted on 06-12-2001 @ 9:47 AM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Jan. 01 | Sex Pistols Pretty Vacant there's no point in asking you'll get no reply oh just remember a don't decide i got no reason it's all too much you'll always find us out to lunch oh we're so pretty oh so pretty we're vacant oh we're so pretty oh so pretty a vacant don't ask us to attend 'cos we're not all there oh don't pretend 'cos i don't care i don't believe illusions 'cos too much is real so stop your cheap comment 'cos we know what we feel oh we're so pretty oh so pretty we're vacant oh we're so pretty oh so pretty we're vacant ah but now and we don't care there's no point in asking you'll get no reply oh just remember a don't decide i got no reason it's all too much you'll always find me out to lunch we're out on lunch oh we're so pretty oh so pretty we're vacant oh we're so pretty oh so pretty we're vacant oh we're so pretty oh so pretty ah but now and we don't care we're pretty a pretty vacant we're pretty a pretty vacant we're pretty a pretty vacant we're pretty a pretty vacant and we don't care Sex Pistols Pretty Vacant there's no point in asking you'll get no reply oh just remember a don't decide i got no reason it's all too much you'll always find us out to lunch oh we're so pretty oh so pretty we're vacant oh we're so pretty oh so pretty a vacant don't ask us to attend 'cos we're not all there oh don't pretend 'cos i don't care i don't believe illusions 'cos too much is real so stop your cheap comment 'cos we know what we feel oh we're so pretty oh so pretty we're vacant oh we're so pretty oh so pretty we're vacant ah but now and we don't care there's no point in asking you'll get no reply oh just remember a don't decide i got no reason it's all too much you'll always find me out to lunch we're out on lunch oh we're so pretty oh so pretty we're vacant oh we're so pretty oh so pretty we're vacant oh we're so pretty oh so pretty ah but now and we don't care we're pretty a pretty vacant we're pretty a pretty vacant we're pretty a pretty vacant we're pretty a pretty vacant and we don't care They're crawling out of the woodwork! Idiots everywhere!!! I don't know what is worse the assholes who create speculation threads or newbies who think they know everything...sheesh! | ||||
| MaynardGKrebs | posted on 06-12-2001 @ 9:48 AM | | |||
| O&A Board Veteran Registered: Jan. 01 | Ramones BEAT ON THE BRAT beat on the brat beat on the brat beat on the brat with a baseball bat oh yeah, oh yeah, uh-oh beat on the brat beat on the brat beat on the brat with a baseball bat oh yeah, oh yeah, uh-oh oh yeah, oh yeah, uh-oh what can you do? what can you do? with a brat like that always on your back what can you (lose?) what can you do? what can you do? with a brat like that always on your back what can you (lose?) lose? (at the beginning) "Time is an illusion. Lunchtime doubly so." Still room for one more castaway. | ||||
| SpiritOfDirt | posted on 06-12-2001 @ 9:50 AM | | |||
| Psychopath Registered: May. 01 | NOFX -PLEASE STOP FUCKIN MY MOM- What the fuck are you doing Don't you know right from wrong I didn't care you fucked my sister But please stop stickin it into my mom. My mom, my mom, please stop fucking my mom Humiliations over come me My other friends laughing At my predicament of huge proportions Homie's eating out my mudders pie! THE ROOT OF THE PROBLEM HAS BEEN ISOLATED I am a budding product of Spitfire421 | ||||
| Kim | posted on 06-12-2001 @ 9:53 AM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Jan. 01 | The Clash! Gonna scrape the trouble off my boots! As they were dancing in the evening And the light shone through the trees This girl my eye was following Asked the band to play her a beat Singin' she'd do that long time jerk She hit me where it hurts Ohhh your heart Now my heart will burst Oh no Ah, but it took me back to that wonderland I witnessed long ago Babbling words of preachers Sayin'- "Don't bury me no more" Ohh... And I've forgotten how to worry And I don't know how to run Against the odds I realize This struggle could be won! We dance Long time jerk She did it to me first Ohhh my heart With that long time jerk Ah! Say..... Do that long time jerk Bring on those tapes from the past They make you look better in a mirror Feel that long time jerkin' Between the taker and the giver Feel that... Long time jerk She hit me where it hurts Oh I felt my heart Now my heart will burst I've forgotten how to worry And I don't know how to run Against the odds I realize This struggle could be fun! Oh, through lanes and streets and houses And reversing rush of time She made me re-invent the world Before inventing time (Before inventing time) Long time jerk Oh, she hit me where it hurts Ohhhhh my heart Long time jerk Long, long, long, long, long Long time Long time jerk They're crawling out of the woodwork! Idiots everywhere!!! I don't know what is worse the assholes who create speculation threads or newbies who think they know everything...sheesh! | ||||
| atomic punk | posted on 06-12-2001 @ 9:53 AM | | |||
| Psychopath Registered: Jan. 01 | The Clash... London calling to the faraway towns Now that war is declared and battle come down London calling to the underworld Come out of the cupboard, all you boys and girls London calling, now don't look at us Phoney Beatlemania has bitten the dust London calling, see we ain't got no swing 'Cept for the ring of that truncheon thing The ice age is coming, the sun is zooming in Meltdown expected the wheat is growing thin Engines stop running but I have no fear Cos London is drowning and I live by the river London calling to the imitation zone Forget it brother, you can go it alone London calling to the zombies of death Quit holding out and draw another breath London calling and I don't wanna shout But while we were talking I saw you nodding out London calling, see we ain't got no highs Except for that one with the yellowy eyes The ice age is coming the sun is zooming in Engines stop running the wheat is growing thin A nuclear error but I have no fear Cos London is drowning and I live by the river Now get this London calling, yes I was there too An' you know what they said - Well, some of it was true! London calling at the top of the dial an' after all this, won't you give me a smile? I never felt so much a' like...  | ||||
| SpiritOfDirt | posted on 06-12-2001 @ 9:56 AM | | |||
| Psychopath Registered: May. 01 | Misfits -LAST CARESS- I got something to say I killed your baby today And it doesn't matter much to me As long as it's dead Well I got something to say I raped your mother today And it doesn't matter much to me As long as she spread Sweet lovely death I am waiting for your breath Come sweet death, one last caress Go Sweet lovely death I am waiting for your breath Come sweet death, one last caress Well, I got something to say I killed your baby today And it doesn't matter much to me As long as it's dead Sweet lovely death I am waiting for your breath Come sweet death One last caress One last caress, sweet death One last caress, sweet death Oh oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh Oh oh Oh oh oh oh oh Oh THE ROOT OF THE PROBLEM HAS BEEN ISOLATED I am a budding product of Spitfire421 | ||||
| Kim | posted on 06-12-2001 @ 9:56 AM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Jan. 01 | Bouncing Souls HOPELESS ROMANTIC I don't know what other people see or what they think is love But i know know what it means to me I fall in love so easily And it's hard to let your guard down Something you never wanted to But i gave you my heart and if you turned away I guess i'd be screwed, but... I'm a hopeless romantic You're just hopeless Beer and wine does me fine but it doesn't always do When i get back up and dust off I always come back to you. I'm my own man with my own plan I can't do the things you want me to I'm kinda lazy and i kinda stink But i'll clean myself up for you They're crawling out of the woodwork! Idiots everywhere!!! I don't know what is worse the assholes who create speculation threads or newbies who think they know everything...sheesh! | ||||
| MaynardGKrebs | posted on 06-12-2001 @ 10:01 AM | | |||
| O&A Board Veteran Registered: Jan. 01 | Some GREAT tunes here. Brings back some great memories. Black Flag SIX PACK thirty-five dollars and a six pack to my name six-pack! spent the rest on beer so who's to blame six-pack! they say i'm fucked up all the time six pack! what they do is a waste of time six pack! i know it'll be o.k. i get a six pack in me, alright! my girl friend asks me which one i like better six pack! i hope the answer won't upset her six pack! i was born with a bottle in my mouth six pack! now i got a six so i'll never run out six pack! i know it'll be o.k. i got a six pack in me alright! thirty-five dollars and a six pack to my name six-pack! spent the rest on beer so who's to blame six-pack! they say i'm fucked up all the time six pack! what they do is a waste of time six pack! six pack! six pack! six pack! "Time is an illusion. Lunchtime doubly so." Still room for one more castaway. | ||||
| SpiritOfDirt | posted on 06-12-2001 @ 10:01 AM | | |||
| Psychopath Registered: May. 01 | Rancid TIME BOMB If you wanna make the move then you better come in It's just the ability to reason that wears so thin Living and dying and the stories that are true The secrets to a good life is knowing when you're through Black coat, white shoes, black hat, cadillac The boy's a time bomb Black coat, white shoes, black hat, cadillac The boy's a time bomb He's back in the hole where they got him living Like a rat but he's smarter than that nine lives like a cat Take him to the youth authority home First thing you learn is that you got to make it in this world alone Black coat, white shoes, black hat, cadillac, yeah The boy's a time bomb Black coat, white shoes, black hat, cadillac, yeah The boy's a time bomb Now he's gotten out, he's gotten free, he's gotta go Gotta car, he's only 21 years old he's runnin' #'s from the bar His pager's beepin', he's got in deep in What ever he can move on in you know that kid's a creepin' in Black coat, white shoes, black hat, cadillac, yeah The boy's a time bomb Black coat, white shoes, black hat, cadillac The boy's a time bomb The boy's a time bomb Tears come from the razor that's been tattooed below his eye His mother cries she knows that he is strong enough to die He's rollin' in the Cadillac it's midnight Sunroof is down, three shots rung out the herd's deal The new king is crowned. Black coat, white shoes, black hat, cadillac, yeah The boy's a time bomb Black coat, white shoes, black hat, cadillac, yeah The boy's a time bomb Black coat, white shoes, black hat, cadillac, yeah The boy's a time bomb Black coat, white shoes, blackhat, cadillac, yeah The boy's a time bomb Time bomb! THE ROOT OF THE PROBLEM HAS BEEN ISOLATED I am a budding product of Spitfire421 | ||||
| Kim | posted on 06-12-2001 @ 10:02 AM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Jan. 01 | Beat on the brat Beat on the brat Beat on the brat with a baseball bat Oh yeah, oh yeah, uh-oh Beat on the brat Beat on the brat Beat on the brat with a baseball bat Oh yeah, oh yeah, uh-oh Oh yeah, oh yeah, uh-oh What can you do? What can you do? With a brat like that always on your back What can you (lose?) What can you do? What can you do? With a brat like that always on your back What can you (lose?) lose? They're crawling out of the woodwork! Idiots everywhere!!! I don't know what is worse the assholes who create speculation threads or newbies who think they know everything...sheesh! | ||||
| SpiritOfDirt | posted on 06-12-2001 @ 10:06 AM | | |||
| Psychopath Registered: May. 01 | Propagandhi -Fuck Machine- It's something physical, conditioned reaction. It's something physical, conditioned attraction. But have I finally escaped? Will my eyes no longer rape the innocent womyn, children, humyn beings? Seeing the pain that it brings. Shallow, superficial decision. Real beauty obscured by my television. But this just in! Bikini film at ten. The female anchor smiles and shrugs it off, "Boys will be boys!" Do you really wanna be our fucking toys? And in again, condone it with a grin. Sit back, idly chat, smile, prove you're just a fuck machine. Is that what you really wanna fucking be?? Conditioned reaction. Conditioned attraction. Conditioned suggestion. Conditioned rejection. And yet again, subjecting womyn. The female anchor's fists finally clinched, "I'm not your fucking toy!" And though I long to embrace, I will not misplace my priorities: Humor, opinion, a sense of compassion, creativity, And a distaste for fashion. THE ROOT OF THE PROBLEM HAS BEEN ISOLATED I am a budding product of Spitfire421 | ||||
| SpiritOfDirt | posted on 06-12-2001 @ 10:08 AM | | |||
| Psychopath Registered: May. 01 | Wow this is fun. Way to keep up guys!! THE ROOT OF THE PROBLEM HAS BEEN ISOLATED I am a budding product of Spitfire421 | ||||
| IkeaBoy P.L.F. Portugese Liberation Front- Liberating Status' everywhere from the Tyranny of Portugal I will die a traitor's death | posted on 06-12-2001 @ 10:11 AM | | |||
| O&A Board Veteran Registered: Sep. 00 | God Save The Queen God save our gracious Queen, Long live our noble Queen, God save the Queen: Send her victorious, Happy and glorious, Long to reign over us: God save the Queen. O Lord our God arise, Scatter her enemies, And make them fall: Confound their politics, Frustrate their knavish tricks, On Thee our hopes we fix: God save us all. Thy choicest gifts in store On her be pleased to pour; Long may she reign: May she defend our laws, And ever give us cause To sing with heart and voice God save the Queen. The narrator in Fight Club is the man we will be, Patrick Bateman in American Psycho is the man we want to be Eliza Dushku- Hotter Than Britney | ||||
| SpiritOfDirt | posted on 06-12-2001 @ 10:12 AM | | |||
| Psychopath Registered: May. 01 | Goldfinger -Here in your bedroom- Here in your bedroom, I can turn my head off The less that I feel Is the less that I'm on top I wonder what you think As we lay here in bed I don't know what I'm thinking, But that's better for my head When I wake up tomorrow Will you still feel the same? When I wake up tomorrow Will you have changed? (Chorus) 'cuz I still feel the same 'cuz I still feel the same I, I still feel the same Here in your bedroom I can turn my head off The less that I feel Is the less that I'm on top I wonder what you think As we lay here in bed I don't know what I'm thinking, But that's better for my head When I wake up tomorrow Will you still feel the same? When I wake up tomorrow Will you have changed? Chorus Here we go! Here in your bedroom, I feel safe from the outside. I can tell that you're changing, But still I feel so high. I wonder what you think. Sometimes I feel so old. I don't know if it's worth it When I just do what I'm told. When I wake up tomorrow, Will you still feel the same? When I wake up tomorrow, Will you have changed? Chorus I, I still feel the same I, I still feel the same Won't you? THE ROOT OF THE PROBLEM HAS BEEN ISOLATED I am a budding product of Spitfire421 | ||||
| Kim | posted on 06-12-2001 @ 10:14 AM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Jan. 01 | They're crawling out of the woodwork! Idiots everywhere!!! I don't know what is worse the assholes who create speculation threads or newbies who think they know everything...sheesh! | ||||
| SpiritOfDirt | posted on 06-12-2001 @ 10:16 AM | | |||
| Psychopath Registered: May. 01 | Ignite -WHO SOLD OUT NOW- The plow that broke the plains We as humans destroy everything Well there's limits to the land Left the resistance and the monkey wrenching Because money rules again Life is so much easier when your bills are paid You finished your studies, Masters degree Now consulting development companies Who Sold Out Now Sixteen years old and live at home In front of your friends calling out at shows You left the scene because your new girlfriend told you so Now freaked out on X at some rave or techno Money rules again Distro circus at every show I came to support these touring bands Nothings free pay my ticket at the door Who Sold Out Now Constant complaining Makes my ears ring I care about hardcore But I hate the scene The plow that broke the plains We as humans abuse every way There's limits to me friend What happened to the brotherhood we shared Well money rules again I'll give you anything if you just ask Hung yourself from your own rope I count my loss and just walk away Who Sold Out Now THE ROOT OF THE PROBLEM HAS BEEN ISOLATED I am a budding product of Spitfire421 | ||||
| Banana_juice | posted on 06-12-2001 @ 10:33 AM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Jan. 01 | how bout some more nofx Shower Days In the morning I awake I feel my bladder about to break I scratch my balls I rub my eyes Just feeling lousy My girlfriend tells me that It's time to take a bath I say, "No, not today, it's only Tuesday" Once every 24 hours I'm supposed to take a shower That's not the way I do it Do it do it Personal hygiene is the last thing on my mind I don't want to do it Do it do it It doesn't make a difference to me Everyday I do the same old thing So why should I have to be clean? Those dreaded Wednesdays and Saturdays Also known as shower days I hate them proud graduate of Newbie University. Honor Student of Lord Magus's class. E-Mail Me | ||||
| SpiritOfDirt | posted on 06-12-2001 @ 10:35 AM | | |||
| Psychopath Registered: May. 01 | Offspring -Bad Habit- Hey man you know I'm really okay The gun in my hand will tell you the same But when I'm in my car Don't give me no crap Cause the slightest thing and I just might snap When I go driving I stay in my lane But getting cut off makes me insane I open the glove box Reach inside I'm gonna wreck this fucker's ride I guess I got a bad habit And it ain't goin' away Yeah Well they say the road's a dangerous place If you flip me off I'm the danger you'll face You drive on my ass You're foot's on the gas And your next breath is your last Drivers are rude Such attitudes But when I show my piece Complaints cease Something's odd I feel like I'm God You stupid dumbshit goddam motherfucker I open the glove box Reach inside I'm gonna wreck this fucker's ride THE ROOT OF THE PROBLEM HAS BEEN ISOLATED I am a budding product of Spitfire421 | ||||
| Banana_juice | posted on 06-12-2001 @ 10:37 AM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Jan. 01 | and some bad religon Infected now here I go, hope I don't break down, I won't take anything, I don't need anything, don't want to exist, I can't persist, please stop before I do it again, just talk about nothing, let's talk about nothing, let's talk about no one, please talk about no one, someone, anyone you and me have a disease, you affect me, you infect me, I'm afflicted, you're addicted, you and me, you and me I'm on the edge, get against the wall, I'm so distracted, I love to strike you, here's my confession, you learned your lesson, stop me before I do it again you're clear - as a heavy lead curtain want to drill you - like an ocean, we can work it out, I've been running out, now I'm running out don't be mad about it baby, you and me, you and me, I want to tie you, crucify you, kneel before you, revile your body, you and me, we're made in heaven, I want to take you, I want to break you, supplicate you, are incurable, I want to bathe you in holy water I want to kill you, upon the alter, you and me, you and me -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- proud graduate of Newbie University. Honor Student of Lord Magus's class. E-Mail Me | ||||
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