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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 11-15-2001 @ 9:41 PM
O&A Board Regular Registered: Jun. 01	Some Heart. Crazy On You Heart We may still have time We might still get by Every time I think about it I want to cry With the bombs and the devils And the kids keep coming Nowhere to breathe easy...no time to be young But I tell myself that I'm doing alright There's nothing left to do tonight but go crazy on you My love is the evening breeze touching your skin The gentle sweet singing of leaves in the wind The whisper that calls, after you in the night And kisses your ear in the early light You don't need to wonder, you're doing fine And my love, the pleasure's mine Let me go crazy on you Wild man's world is crying in pain What're you going to do when everybody's insane? I was a willow last night in my dream I bent down over a clear running stream I sang you the song that I heard up above And you keep me alive with your sweet, flowing love Romeo, he said to Juliet, “You got a poor complexion It don’t give you an appearance of a youthful touch.” Juliet said back to Romeo, “Why don’t you just shove off If it bothers you so much.” ;-)BBBOINKKK;-) Darkness at the break of noon shadows even the silver spoon the handmade blade, the child's balloon eclipses both the sun and moonTo understand you know too soon there is no sense in trying. Pointed threats, they bluff with scorn suicide remarks are torn from the fool's gold mouthpiece the hollow horn plays wasted words proves to warnThat he not busy being born is busy dying. Temptation's page flies out the door you follow, find yourself at war Watch waterfalls of pity roar you feel to moan but unlike before you discover that you'd just be one more person crying. So don't fear if you hear a foreign sound to your ear. It's alright, Ma, I'm only sighing. As some warn victory, some downfall private reasons great or small can be seen in the eyes of those that call to make all that should be killed to crawl while others say don't hate nothing at all except hatred. Disillusioned words like bullets bark as human gods aim for their mark make everything from toy guns that spark to flesh-colored Christs that glow in the dark It's easy to see without looking too far that not much is really sacred. While preachers preach of evil fates Teachers teach that knowledge waits can lead to hundred-dollar plates goodness hides behind its gates but even the president of the United States sometimes must have to stand naked.An' though the rules of the road have been lodged it's only people's games that you got to dodge And it's alright, Ma, I can make it. Advertising signs that con you into thinking you're the one that can do what's never been done that can win what's never been won meantime life outside goes on all around you.You lose yourself, you reappear you suddenly find you got nothing to fear alone you stand with nobody near when a trembling distant voice, unclear startles your sleeping ears to hear that somebody thinks they really found you. A question in your nerves is lit yet you know there is no answer fit to satisfy insure you not to quit to keep it in your mind and not forget that it is not he or she or them or it that you belong to. Although the masters make the rules for the wise men and the fools I got nothing, Ma, to live up to. For them that must obey authority that they do not respect in any degree who despise their jobs, their destinies speak jealously of them that are free cultivate their flowers to be nothing more than something they invest in. While some on principles baptized To strict party platform ties social clubs in drag disguise outsiders they can freely criticize tell nothing except who to idolize and then say God bless him. While one who sings with his tongue on fire gargles in the rat race choir bent out of shape from society's pliers cares not to come up any higher but rather get you down in the hole that he's in. But I mean no harm nor put fault on anyone that lives in a vault But it's alright, Ma, if I can't please him. Old lady judges watch people in pairs limited in sex, they dare to push fake morals, insult and stare while money doesn't talk, it swears obscenity, who really cares propaganda, all is phony. While them that defend what they cannot see with a killer's pride, security it blows the minds most bitterly for them that think death's honesty won't fall upon them naturally life sometimes must get lonely. My eyes collide head-on with stuffed graveyards false gods, I scuff at pettiness which plays so rough walk upside-down inside handcuffs kick my legs to crash it off say okay, I have had enough what else can you show me? And if my thought-dreams could be seen they'd probably put my head in a guillotine But it's alright, Ma, it's life, and life only.
Brokenjaw Always will bow down to the power of the Faceman!!!!	posted on 11-15-2001 @ 9:44 PM
O&A Board Regular Registered: Nov. 00	The Wolf You were born to privilege Licking on a silver spoon Think you gotta buy all your friends Just so you can tear up the room Your kind is a dime a dozen I've seen it all before A parasite in a good disguise Just another wolf at the door The wolf Prowling in the nighttime The wolf Howling in the moonshine The wolf Gives you what you want but he ain't no friend of mine You lay it on oh, so sweet Just like that bad cologne Just smiling tooth and nail You gotta make your presence known But you are only a lonely hunter Some things you can't disguise Just to look in the hallway mirror Now it's howling in your eyes The wolf Prowling in the nighttime The wolf Howling in the moonshine The wolf Gives you what you want but he ain't no friend of mine Silent, slick and stalthy Slinking through your evils nights You can see in the dark they tell me The daylight burns your eyes I know you're trying to track me down now You're right on my trail Your think you're going for the big big game But you're chasing your own tail The wolf Prowling in the nighttime The wolf Howling in the moonshine The wolf Gives you what you want but he ain't no friend of mine AIM E-MAIL We were like peas and carrots YAP YAP YAP YAP
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 11-15-2001 @ 10:03 PM
O&A Board Regular Registered: Jun. 01	Even It Up Heart "I'm the one who can please you" Ain't that what you said You seemed so alone I guess I was easily led I showed you my love But I guess that it went to your head When you were hungry I brought you your breakfast in bed Even it up, even it up, even it up Even it up, even it up, even it up A good man pays his debt But you ain't paid yours yet Even it Even it up I took you down over the tracks when you wanted some sin I brought you satin and herbs from the places I been Now something tells me you're going to use me again You think you can lay down the how and the where and the when Even it up, even it up, even it up Even it up, even it up, even it up I don't want to bum it all But this axe she got to fall Even it Even it up Romeo, he said to Juliet, “You got a poor complexion It don’t give you an appearance of a youthful touch.” Juliet said back to Romeo, “Why don’t you just shove off If it bothers you so much.” ;-)BBBOINKKK;-) Darkness at the break of noon shadows even the silver spoon the handmade blade, the child's balloon eclipses both the sun and moonTo understand you know too soon there is no sense in trying. Pointed threats, they bluff with scorn suicide remarks are torn from the fool's gold mouthpiece the hollow horn plays wasted words proves to warnThat he not busy being born is busy dying. Temptation's page flies out the door you follow, find yourself at war Watch waterfalls of pity roar you feel to moan but unlike before you discover that you'd just be one more person crying. So don't fear if you hear a foreign sound to your ear. It's alright, Ma, I'm only sighing. As some warn victory, some downfall private reasons great or small can be seen in the eyes of those that call to make all that should be killed to crawl while others say don't hate nothing at all except hatred. Disillusioned words like bullets bark as human gods aim for their mark make everything from toy guns that spark to flesh-colored Christs that glow in the dark It's easy to see without looking too far that not much is really sacred. While preachers preach of evil fates Teachers teach that knowledge waits can lead to hundred-dollar plates goodness hides behind its gates but even the president of the United States sometimes must have to stand naked.An' though the rules of the road have been lodged it's only people's games that you got to dodge And it's alright, Ma, I can make it. Advertising signs that con you into thinking you're the one that can do what's never been done that can win what's never been won meantime life outside goes on all around you.You lose yourself, you reappear you suddenly find you got nothing to fear alone you stand with nobody near when a trembling distant voice, unclear startles your sleeping ears to hear that somebody thinks they really found you. A question in your nerves is lit yet you know there is no answer fit to satisfy insure you not to quit to keep it in your mind and not forget that it is not he or she or them or it that you belong to. Although the masters make the rules for the wise men and the fools I got nothing, Ma, to live up to. For them that must obey authority that they do not respect in any degree who despise their jobs, their destinies speak jealously of them that are free cultivate their flowers to be nothing more than something they invest in. While some on principles baptized To strict party platform ties social clubs in drag disguise outsiders they can freely criticize tell nothing except who to idolize and then say God bless him. While one who sings with his tongue on fire gargles in the rat race choir bent out of shape from society's pliers cares not to come up any higher but rather get you down in the hole that he's in. But I mean no harm nor put fault on anyone that lives in a vault But it's alright, Ma, if I can't please him. Old lady judges watch people in pairs limited in sex, they dare to push fake morals, insult and stare while money doesn't talk, it swears obscenity, who really cares propaganda, all is phony. While them that defend what they cannot see with a killer's pride, security it blows the minds most bitterly for them that think death's honesty won't fall upon them naturally life sometimes must get lonely. My eyes collide head-on with stuffed graveyards false gods, I scuff at pettiness which plays so rough walk upside-down inside handcuffs kick my legs to crash it off say okay, I have had enough what else can you show me? And if my thought-dreams could be seen they'd probably put my head in a guillotine But it's alright, Ma, it's life, and life only.
Brokenjaw Always will bow down to the power of the Faceman!!!!	posted on 11-15-2001 @ 10:15 PM
O&A Board Regular Registered: Nov. 00	Bad Animals They walk into the lobby The pack in black Heads are turning But they don't look back They must be crazy Not buying in Why these outsiders Get to shock and offend They're bad animals - bad animals Got to swim upstream got a rebel seed Bad animals - bad animals Got to push the grain or go insane Out here on the frontline Our territory is nighttime We walk the jungle line We stay alive Bad, bad, bad boys and dangerous girls Ain't got no prescription They make their own styles Typical family Trying not to stare Look a little closer now If you dare, if you dare, if you dare Bad animals - bad animals Got to swim upstream got a rebel seed Bad animals - bad animals Got to push the grain or go insane Out here on the frontline Our territory is nighttime We walk the jungle line We stay alive Bad animals - bad animals Got to swim upstream got a rebel seed Bad, bad, bad animals - bad animals Got to push the grain or go insane AIM E-MAIL We were like peas and carrots YAP YAP YAP YAP
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 11-15-2001 @ 10:49 PM
O&A Board Regular Registered: Jun. 01	Dog And Butterfly There I was with the old man Stranded again so off I'd ran A young world crashing around me No possibilities of getting what I need He looked at me and smiled Said "No, no, no, no, no child. See the dog and butterfly. Up in the Air he like to fly." Dog and butterfly Below she had to try. She roll back down To the warm soft ground laughing She don't know why, she don't know why Dog and butterfly Well I stumbled upon your secret place Safe in the trees you had tears on your face Wrestling with your desires frozen strangers Stealing your fires. The message hit my mind Only words that I could find See the dog and butterfly Up in the air he like to fly Dog and butterfly below she had to try She roll back down to the warm soft ground Laughing to the sky, up to the sky Dog and butterfly We're getting older the world's getting colder For the life of me I don't know the reason why Maybe it's livin' making us give in Hearts rolling in taken back on the tide We're balanced together ocean upon the sky Another night in this strange town Moonlight holding me light as down Voice of confusion inside of me No begging to go back where I'm free Feels like I'm through Then the old man's words are true See the dog and butterfly Up in the air he like to fly Dog and butterfly, below she had to try She roll back down to the warm soft Ground with a little tear in her eye She had to try, she had to try Dog and butterfly Romeo, he said to Juliet, “You got a poor complexion It don’t give you an appearance of a youthful touch.” Juliet said back to Romeo, “Why don’t you just shove off If it bothers you so much.” ;-)BBBOINKKK;-) Darkness at the break of noon shadows even the silver spoon the handmade blade, the child's balloon eclipses both the sun and moonTo understand you know too soon there is no sense in trying. Pointed threats, they bluff with scorn suicide remarks are torn from the fool's gold mouthpiece the hollow horn plays wasted words proves to warnThat he not busy being born is busy dying. Temptation's page flies out the door you follow, find yourself at war Watch waterfalls of pity roar you feel to moan but unlike before you discover that you'd just be one more person crying. So don't fear if you hear a foreign sound to your ear. It's alright, Ma, I'm only sighing. As some warn victory, some downfall private reasons great or small can be seen in the eyes of those that call to make all that should be killed to crawl while others say don't hate nothing at all except hatred. Disillusioned words like bullets bark as human gods aim for their mark make everything from toy guns that spark to flesh-colored Christs that glow in the dark It's easy to see without looking too far that not much is really sacred. While preachers preach of evil fates Teachers teach that knowledge waits can lead to hundred-dollar plates goodness hides behind its gates but even the president of the United States sometimes must have to stand naked.An' though the rules of the road have been lodged it's only people's games that you got to dodge And it's alright, Ma, I can make it. Advertising signs that con you into thinking you're the one that can do what's never been done that can win what's never been won meantime life outside goes on all around you.You lose yourself, you reappear you suddenly find you got nothing to fear alone you stand with nobody near when a trembling distant voice, unclear startles your sleeping ears to hear that somebody thinks they really found you. A question in your nerves is lit yet you know there is no answer fit to satisfy insure you not to quit to keep it in your mind and not forget that it is not he or she or them or it that you belong to. Although the masters make the rules for the wise men and the fools I got nothing, Ma, to live up to. For them that must obey authority that they do not respect in any degree who despise their jobs, their destinies speak jealously of them that are free cultivate their flowers to be nothing more than something they invest in. While some on principles baptized To strict party platform ties social clubs in drag disguise outsiders they can freely criticize tell nothing except who to idolize and then say God bless him. While one who sings with his tongue on fire gargles in the rat race choir bent out of shape from society's pliers cares not to come up any higher but rather get you down in the hole that he's in. But I mean no harm nor put fault on anyone that lives in a vault But it's alright, Ma, if I can't please him. Old lady judges watch people in pairs limited in sex, they dare to push fake morals, insult and stare while money doesn't talk, it swears obscenity, who really cares propaganda, all is phony. While them that defend what they cannot see with a killer's pride, security it blows the minds most bitterly for them that think death's honesty won't fall upon them naturally life sometimes must get lonely. My eyes collide head-on with stuffed graveyards false gods, I scuff at pettiness which plays so rough walk upside-down inside handcuffs kick my legs to crash it off say okay, I have had enough what else can you show me? And if my thought-dreams could be seen they'd probably put my head in a guillotine But it's alright, Ma, it's life, and life only.
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 11-18-2001 @ 12:03 PM
O&A Board Regular Registered: Jun. 01	"Barracuda" So this ain't the end - I saw you again today Had to turn my heart away You smiled like the Sun - Kisses for everyone And tales - it never fails! You lying so low in the weeds Bet you gonna ambush me You'd have me down on my knees Wouldn't you, Barracuda? Back over Time when we were all Trying for free Met up with porpoise and me No right no wrong your selling a Song- A name whisper game. If the real thing don't do the trick You better make up something quick You gonna burn it out to the wick Aren't you, Barracuda? "Sell me sell you" the porpoise said Dive down deep to save my head You...I think you got the blues too. All that night and all the next Swam without looking back Made for the western pools - silly fools! Romeo, he said to Juliet, “You got a poor complexion It don’t give you an appearance of a youthful touch.” Juliet said back to Romeo, “Why don’t you just shove off If it bothers you so much.” ;-)BBBOINKKK;-) Darkness at the break of noon shadows even the silver spoon the handmade blade, the child's balloon eclipses both the sun and moonTo understand you know too soon there is no sense in trying. Pointed threats, they bluff with scorn suicide remarks are torn from the fool's gold mouthpiece the hollow horn plays wasted words proves to warnThat he not busy being born is busy dying. Temptation's page flies out the door you follow, find yourself at war Watch waterfalls of pity roar you feel to moan but unlike before you discover that you'd just be one more person crying. So don't fear if you hear a foreign sound to your ear. It's alright, Ma, I'm only sighing. As some warn victory, some downfall private reasons great or small can be seen in the eyes of those that call to make all that should be killed to crawl while others say don't hate nothing at all except hatred. Disillusioned words like bullets bark as human gods aim for their mark make everything from toy guns that spark to flesh-colored Christs that glow in the dark It's easy to see without looking too far that not much is really sacred. While preachers preach of evil fates Teachers teach that knowledge waits can lead to hundred-dollar plates goodness hides behind its gates but even the president of the United States sometimes must have to stand naked.An' though the rules of the road have been lodged it's only people's games that you got to dodge And it's alright, Ma, I can make it. Advertising signs that con you into thinking you're the one that can do what's never been done that can win what's never been won meantime life outside goes on all around you.You lose yourself, you reappear you suddenly find you got nothing to fear alone you stand with nobody near when a trembling distant voice, unclear startles your sleeping ears to hear that somebody thinks they really found you. A question in your nerves is lit yet you know there is no answer fit to satisfy insure you not to quit to keep it in your mind and not forget that it is not he or she or them or it that you belong to. Although the masters make the rules for the wise men and the fools I got nothing, Ma, to live up to. For them that must obey authority that they do not respect in any degree who despise their jobs, their destinies speak jealously of them that are free cultivate their flowers to be nothing more than something they invest in. While some on principles baptized To strict party platform ties social clubs in drag disguise outsiders they can freely criticize tell nothing except who to idolize and then say God bless him. While one who sings with his tongue on fire gargles in the rat race choir bent out of shape from society's pliers cares not to come up any higher but rather get you down in the hole that he's in. But I mean no harm nor put fault on anyone that lives in a vault But it's alright, Ma, if I can't please him. Old lady judges watch people in pairs limited in sex, they dare to push fake morals, insult and stare while money doesn't talk, it swears obscenity, who really cares propaganda, all is phony. While them that defend what they cannot see with a killer's pride, security it blows the minds most bitterly for them that think death's honesty won't fall upon them naturally life sometimes must get lonely. My eyes collide head-on with stuffed graveyards false gods, I scuff at pettiness which plays so rough walk upside-down inside handcuffs kick my legs to crash it off say okay, I have had enough what else can you show me? And if my thought-dreams could be seen they'd probably put my head in a guillotine But it's alright, Ma, it's life, and life only.
Brokenjaw Always will bow down to the power of the Faceman!!!!	posted on 11-18-2001 @ 12:17 PM
O&A Board Regular Registered: Nov. 00	Hey Darlin Darlin Hey darlin darlin gonna say it true No one understands me like you do I got the story when I was a child I took me over and turned me wild Only to make it true But when I'm alone all alone No one home, the TV and the phone Still say 'it will rain today" O.K. Hey darlin, darlin help me understand What went wrong with the peaceful plan Was it bold? I ain't wishing for what used to be I only hope that you and me can keep hold, unsold When you go t no history, you're free You sing and you believe so strong You hold out fast and long, so long Now the latest is the greatest is their plan But they didn't make us and they can't break us Darlin, darlin I don't think they can Darlin, darlin I don't think they can Hey darlin, darlin how's it gonna be? I love to hear what you sing to me AIM E-MAIL We were like peas and carrots YAP YAP YAP YAP
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 11-18-2001 @ 12:56 PM
O&A Board Regular Registered: Jun. 01	Sweet Darlin' Sweet darlin' You saved me I'm hummin' From the lovin' You gave me You went so far Where my feelings are Breathing heaven fire Sweet darlin' I know you You stopped running You knew I had something To show you The fever tamed Like an angel came Made music of my name Sweet darlin' Early that morning we knew I had to fly Engines were screaming and still I was asking myself why High on the wind I was feeling my sweet darlin' cry My heart was breaking I closed my eyes Darlin' Can you hear me We can't be wrong The night's song Pulls you near me Time just falls Distance small I feel you all Sweet darlin' Romeo, he said to Juliet, “You got a poor complexion It don’t give you an appearance of a youthful touch.” Juliet said back to Romeo, “Why don’t you just shove off If it bothers you so much.” ;-)BBBOINKKK;-) Darkness at the break of noon shadows even the silver spoon the handmade blade, the child's balloon eclipses both the sun and moonTo understand you know too soon there is no sense in trying. Pointed threats, they bluff with scorn suicide remarks are torn from the fool's gold mouthpiece the hollow horn plays wasted words proves to warnThat he not busy being born is busy dying. Temptation's page flies out the door you follow, find yourself at war Watch waterfalls of pity roar you feel to moan but unlike before you discover that you'd just be one more person crying. So don't fear if you hear a foreign sound to your ear. It's alright, Ma, I'm only sighing. As some warn victory, some downfall private reasons great or small can be seen in the eyes of those that call to make all that should be killed to crawl while others say don't hate nothing at all except hatred. Disillusioned words like bullets bark as human gods aim for their mark make everything from toy guns that spark to flesh-colored Christs that glow in the dark It's easy to see without looking too far that not much is really sacred. While preachers preach of evil fates Teachers teach that knowledge waits can lead to hundred-dollar plates goodness hides behind its gates but even the president of the United States sometimes must have to stand naked.An' though the rules of the road have been lodged it's only people's games that you got to dodge And it's alright, Ma, I can make it. Advertising signs that con you into thinking you're the one that can do what's never been done that can win what's never been won meantime life outside goes on all around you.You lose yourself, you reappear you suddenly find you got nothing to fear alone you stand with nobody near when a trembling distant voice, unclear startles your sleeping ears to hear that somebody thinks they really found you. A question in your nerves is lit yet you know there is no answer fit to satisfy insure you not to quit to keep it in your mind and not forget that it is not he or she or them or it that you belong to. Although the masters make the rules for the wise men and the fools I got nothing, Ma, to live up to. For them that must obey authority that they do not respect in any degree who despise their jobs, their destinies speak jealously of them that are free cultivate their flowers to be nothing more than something they invest in. While some on principles baptized To strict party platform ties social clubs in drag disguise outsiders they can freely criticize tell nothing except who to idolize and then say God bless him. While one who sings with his tongue on fire gargles in the rat race choir bent out of shape from society's pliers cares not to come up any higher but rather get you down in the hole that he's in. But I mean no harm nor put fault on anyone that lives in a vault But it's alright, Ma, if I can't please him. Old lady judges watch people in pairs limited in sex, they dare to push fake morals, insult and stare while money doesn't talk, it swears obscenity, who really cares propaganda, all is phony. While them that defend what they cannot see with a killer's pride, security it blows the minds most bitterly for them that think death's honesty won't fall upon them naturally life sometimes must get lonely. My eyes collide head-on with stuffed graveyards false gods, I scuff at pettiness which plays so rough walk upside-down inside handcuffs kick my legs to crash it off say okay, I have had enough what else can you show me? And if my thought-dreams could be seen they'd probably put my head in a guillotine But it's alright, Ma, it's life, and life only.

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