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Lgaia
posted on 12-18-2001 @ 7:16 AM      
Psychopath
Registered: Oct. 00
Mother do you think they'll drop the bomb?
Mother do you think they'll like this song?
Mother do you think they'll try to break my balls?
Ooooh Ahh
Mother should I build a wall?
Mother should I run for president?
Mother should I trust the government?
Mother will they put me in the firing line?
Ooooh Ahh
Is it just a waste of time?
Hush now baby, baby, dont you cry.
Mama's gonna make all of
your nightmares come true.
Mama's gonna put all of her fears into you.
Mama's gonna keep you right here under her wing.
She won't let you fly, but she might let you sing.
Mama's gonna keep baby cosy and warm.
Ooooh Babe Ooooh Babe Ooooh Babe,
Of course Mama's gonna help build the wall.

Mother do you think she's good enough -- for me?
Mother do you think she's dangerous -- to me?
Mama would she tear your little boy apart?
Ooooh Ahh.
Mother will she break my heart?

Hush my baby, baby don't you cry.
Mama's gonna check out all your girl friends for you.
Mama won't let anyone dirty get through.
Mama's gonna wait up until you get in.
Mama will always find out where you've been.
Mama's gonna keep baby healthy and clean.
Ooooh Babe Ooooh Babe Ooooh Babe,
You'll always be a baby to me.

Mother, did it need to be so high.





"2 feet below the surface
I can still make out your wavy face
and if I could just reach you
maybe I could leave this place"
Psycho Bitch
posted on 12-18-2001 @ 7:37 AM      
Psychopath
Registered: Jul. 01
Nice....it's a Pink Floyd kind of day today..I was gonna post this later but ya beat me to it :p

Lost for words


I was spending my time in the doldrums
I was caught in a cauldron of hate
I felt persecuted and paralysed
I thought that everything else would just wait

While you are wasting your time on your enemies
Engulfed in a fever of spite
Beyond your tunnel vision reality fades
Like shadows into the night

To martyr yourself to caution
Is not going to help at all
because ther'll be no safety in numbers
When the right one walks out of the door

Can you see your days blighted by darkness?
Is it true you beat your fists on the floor?
Stuck in a world of isolation
While the ivy grows over the door

So I open my door to my enemies
And I ask could we wipe the slate clean
But they tell me to please go fuck myself
You know you just can't win





Thank you Sluggo:)....I Y the Brokenjaw and the Luna B*
I have made some big mistakes, and I've paid a heavy price, I found a little peace between will and sacrifice, I have watched as all my dreams went walking out the door, and I think I deserve just a little more
Got a knife to disengage the voids that I can't bear...To cut out words I've got written on my chair.... Like do you think I'm sexy.....Do you think I really care?....stop fucking with my sig.
Froy
King Shit
*board owner*

posted on 12-18-2001 @ 3:20 PM      
O&A Board Veteran
Registered: Feb. 01
Nice... gotta love The Wall

Young Lust

I am just a new boy
A stranger in this town
Where are all the good times
Who's gonna show this stranger around?

Ooooooooh I need a dirty woman
Ooooooooh I need a dirty girl
Will some woman in this desert land
Make me feel like a real man

Take this rock and roll refugee
Oooh Babe set me free
Ooooooooh I need a dirty woman
Ooooooooh I need a dirty girl.
Ooooooooh I need a dirty woman
Ooooooooh I need a dirty girl.



I believe in the Faith... that can save me.
I believe in the hope and I pray...
That someday it may raise me... above these badlands
Psycho Bitch
posted on 12-18-2001 @ 6:28 PM      
Psychopath
Registered: Jul. 01
Great song...I love the Wall but I've been listening to the Division Bell a lot more lately

What Do You Want from Me


As you look around this room tonight
Settle in your seat and dim the lights
Do you want my blood, do you want my tears
What do you want
What do you want from me
Should I sing until I can't sing any more
Play these strings until my fingers are raw
You're so hard to please
What do you want from me
Do you think that I know something you don't know
What do you want from me
If I don't promise you the answers would you go
What do you want from me
Should I stand out in the rain
Do you want me to make a daisy chain for you
I'm not the one you need
What do you want from me
You can have anything you want
You can drift, you can dream, even walk on water
Anything you want
You can own everything you see
Sell your soul for complete control
Is that really what you need
You can lose yourself this night
See inside there is nothing to hide
Turn and face the light
What do you want from me




Thank you Sluggo:)....I Y the Brokenjaw and the Luna B*
I have made some big mistakes, and I've paid a heavy price, I found a little peace between will and sacrifice, I have watched as all my dreams went walking out the door, and I think I deserve just a little more
Got a knife to disengage the voids that I can't bear...To cut out words I've got written on my chair.... Like do you think I'm sexy.....Do you think I really care?....stop fucking with my sig.
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 12-18-2001 @ 7:23 PM      
O&A Board Regular
Registered: Jun. 01
Comfortably Numb

Hello?
Is there anybody in there?
Just nod if you can hear me.
Is there anyone at home?
Come on, now,
I hear you're feeling down.
Well I can ease your pain
Get you on your feet again.
Relax.
I'll need some information first.
Just the basic facts.
Can you show me where it hurts?

There is no pain you are receding
A distant ship, smoke on the horizon.
You are only coming through in waves.
Your lips move but I can't hear what you're saying.
When I was a child I had a fever
My hands felt just like two balloons.
Now I've got that feeling once again
I can't explain you would not understand
This is not how I am.
I have become comfortably numb.

O.K.
Just a little pinprick.
There'll be no more aaaaaaaaah!
But you may feel a little sick.
Can you stand up?
I do believe it's working, good.
That'll keep you going through the show
Come on it's time to go.

There is no pain you are receding
A distant ship, smoke on the horizon.
You are only coming through in waves.
Your lips move but I can't hear what you're saying.
When I was a child
I caught a fleeting glimpse
Out of the corner of my eye.
I turned to look but it was gone
I cannot put my finger on it now
The child is grown,
The dream is gone.
I have become comfortably numb.




I Love the Brokenjaw
I Love the Psycho B*

av8er
OA.com's taint with wings.
The only person to have a 20 double post
posted on 12-18-2001 @ 7:54 PM      
O&A Board Regular
Registered: Oct. 00
Gotta love the Floydswat


Shine On You Crazy Diamond

Remember when you were young, you shone like the sun.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Now there's a look in your eyes, like black holes in the sky.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
You were caught in the crossfire of childhood and stardom,
blown on the steel breeze.
Come on you target for faraway laughter,
come on you stranger, you legend, you martyr, and shine!

You reached for the secret too soon, you cried for the moon.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Threatened by shadows at night and exposed in the light.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Well you wore out your welcome with random precision,
rode on the steel breeze.
Come on you raver, you seer of visions,
come on you painter, you piper, you prisoner, and shine!





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Psycho Bitch
posted on 12-18-2001 @ 8:22 PM      
Psychopath
Registered: Jul. 01
I could listen to this for hours

Wish you were here


So, so you think you can tell
Heaven from Hell,
Blue skys from pain.
Can you tell a green field
From a cold steel rail?
A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?

And did they get you to trade
Your heros for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change?
And did you exchange
A walk on part in the war
For a lead role in a cage?

How I wish, how I wish you were here.
We're just two lost souls
Swimming in a fish bowl,
Year after year,
Running over the same old ground.
What have we found?
The same old fears.
Wish you were here.



Thank you Sluggo:)....I Y the Brokenjaw and the Luna B*
I have made some big mistakes, and I've paid a heavy price, I found a little peace between will and sacrifice, I have watched as all my dreams went walking out the door, and I think I deserve just a little more
Got a knife to disengage the voids that I can't bear...To cut out words I've got written on my chair.... Like do you think I'm sexy.....Do you think I really care?....stop fucking with my sig.
crx girl
Newbie! vg Y's me
ugo girl
Limey Mothercocker
posted on 12-18-2001 @ 8:54 PM      
O&A Board Regular
Registered: Oct. 00
Look mummy, there´s an airplane up in the sky
did you, did you see the frightened ones?
did you, did you hear the falling bombs?
did you ever wonder why we had to run for shelter
when the promise of a brave new world
unfurled beneath a clear blue sky?
did you, did you see the frightened ones?
did you, did you hear the falling bombs?
the flames are all long gone,
but the pain lingers on
goodbye blue sky
goodbye blue sky
goodbye
goodbye



"cheer up, things could be worse - you could have been born british!";) seph rocks
need me? try: crxgirl@opieanthony.com
crx girl
Newbie! vg Y's me
ugo girl
Limey Mothercocker
posted on 12-19-2001 @ 6:17 AM      
O&A Board Regular
Registered: Oct. 00
not to double post or anything, but i was just listening to this one:

Us, and them
And after all we're only ordinary men
Me, and you
God only knows it's not what we would choose to do
Forward he cried from the rear
and the front rank died
And the General sat, and the lines on the map
moved from side to side
Black and blue
And who knows wich is wich and who is who
Up and down
And in the end it's only round and round and round
Haven't you heard it's a battle of words
the poster bearer cried
Listen son, said the man with the gun
There's room for you inside

Down and out
It can't be helped but there's a lot of it about
With, without
And who'll deny it's what the fighting's all about
Out of the way, it's busy day
I've got things on my mind
For want of the price of a tea and a slice
The old man died.





"cheer up, things could be worse - you could have been born british!";) seph rocks
need me? try: crxgirl@opieanthony.com



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