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Fyfetallica	posted on 04-18-2001 @ 7:12 AM
Psychopath Registered: Aug. 00	Rancid rocks.... Maxwell Murder Maxwell can tell he's in hell He just wants you to visit him there Same old game that he's playing His rules are never fair (Chorus) Nobody want to look back Everybody want to get high tonight before they run out of time Where's the felon, the chargiale felon The name of the crook who committed the crime 9-9-9 if you really want the truth Dial 9-9-9 if you can't see it through He ain't Jack the Ripper He's your ordinary crook Calling maxwell murder for you Maxwell got a hand in this plan He knows who you are in this plan Shop the rock before you bought it Sickness Maxwell knows you caught it (Chorus) Calling maxwell murder for you Roots Radicals Took the 60 bus out of downtown Cambell Ben Zanaho he was on there he was waitin' for me All the punk rockers and the moon stompers are out on the corners Where they're sparing for change I started thinkin' you know I started drinkin' You know I don't remember too much of that day Somethin' struck me funny when we ran out of money Where do you go now when your only 15 (Chorus) With the music execution and the talk of revolution It bleeds in me and it goes Give 'em the boot, the roots the radicals Give 'em the boot, you know I'm a radical Give 'em the boot, the roots, the reggae on my stereo The radio was playin' Desmon Dekker was singin' on the 43 bus As we climb up the hill Nothin' incoming but the reggae drummin' And we all come from unloving homes I say: why even bother I pick up the bottle Mr. bus driver please let these people on Rude girl Carol was a mini-skirt girl My blurry vision saw nothin' wrong (Chorus) Took the 60 bus out of downtown Cambell Ben Zanaho he was on there he was waitin' for me All the punk rockers and the moon stompers are out on the corners Where they sparing for change The radio was playin', Desmond Dekker was playin' And the 43 bus climbed up on the hill Rude girl Carol was a mini-skirt girl My blurry vision saw nothin' wrong A man lies in his bed in a room with no door He waits, hoping for a presence, something, anything to enter After spending half his life searching He still felt as blank as the ceiling at which he stared He is alive, but feels absolutely nothing, so is he? :)Official UN-Official Newbie father to radio-star and Claire:)
OPM * chick	posted on 04-18-2001 @ 10:40 AM
Psychopath Registered: Mar. 01	from Let's Go * Radio * Never fell in love 'til I fell in love with you Never know what a good time was until I had a good time with you If you wanna get the feelin' and you wanna get it right Then the music's gotta be loud For when the music hits I feel no pain at all You know Warm summer night I was drinking with my dad He tried to give me love that I never had But he gave more love to his bottle of wine So I had to go out find love of another kind Here it is Here I am Turn it up fuckin´ loud Radio, Radio, Radio, Radio, Radio, Radio, Radio When I got the music I got a place to go Radio, Radio, Radio, Radio, Radio, Radio, Radio When I've got the music I got a place to go Radio clash magnificent seven I was a choir boy you showed me no heaven Two tools surley lost no remorse ignoring the cost Here it is Here I am Turn it up fuckin´ loud Radio, Radio, Radio, Radio, Radio, Radio, Radio When I got the music I got a place to go Radio, Radio, Radio, Radio, Radio, Radio, Radio When I got the music I got a place to go Don't you know Here it is , here I am, turn it up fucking loud Radio, Radio, Radio, Radio, Radio, Radio, Radio When I got the music I got a place to go Radio, Radio, Radio, Radio, Radio, Radio, Radio When I got the music I got a place to go When I got the music I got a place to go When I got the music I got a place to go I got a place, I got a place, I got a place to go When I got the music I got a place to go (x4) *adopted by Jon Benet Norton*
Banana_juice	posted on 04-18-2001 @ 10:54 AM
O&A Board Regular Registered: Jan. 01	RUBY SOHO Echoes of reggae comin' through my bedroom wall havin' a party up next door but i'm sittin here all alone two lovers in the bedroom and the other starts to shout all i got is this blank stare and that don't carry no clout at all destination unknown ruby ruby ruby ruby soho he's singin and she's there to lend a hand he's seen his name on the marquee but she will never understand once again he's leavin' and she's there with a tear in her eye embraces with a warm gesture it's time, time to say goodbye ruby's heart ain't beatin cause she knows the feelin' is gone she's not the only one who knew there's somethin' wrong little lover's in the distance as she wipes a tear from her eye ruby's fading out, she disappears, it's time, time to say goodbye proud graduate of Newbie University. Honor Student of Lord Magus's class. E-Mail Me
Boston Fan	posted on 04-19-2001 @ 4:40 PM
O&A Board Regular Registered: Oct. 00	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 (Chorus) 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 (Chorus) 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 (Chorus) 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, blackhat, cadillac, yeah The boy's a time bomb Time bomb Long Live Syndication Underground!"How much can you know about yourself if you've never been in a fight?"
johnny hairdo	posted on 04-19-2001 @ 4:48 PM
Psychopath Registered: Sep. 00	How 'bout one from Operation Ivy. JADED Something breaks inside of you with the spectacle of all the shows With 15 fights and your six bucks Has gone up some promoters nose. Jaded eyes see clearly, but only half of what's there Good old days are left behind, what's left is boredom and despair. But sometimes every once in a while.... It's beatiful, I would say, I wouldn't have it any other way, If I said different, it would be a lie. What once rebellion is now clearly just a social sect, But are you just upset because your own social clique has left? Leave when you want, because I know someday that I will too But I won't burn my bridges and be just another jaded fool! R.I.P. Joey 5/19/51-4/15/01

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