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Kim	posted on 07-10-2001 @ 7:43 PM
O&A Board Regular Registered: Jan. 01	Elvis Presley--In The Garden I come to the garden alone While the dew is still on the roses And the voice I hear falling on my ear The song of God discloses And He walks with me And He talks with me And He tells me I am his own And the joy we share as we tarry there None other has ever known He speaks and the sound of His voice Is so sweet the birds hush their singing And the melody that He gave to me Within my heart is ringing And He walks with me And He talks with me And He tells me I am his own And the joy we share as we tarry there None other has ever known Its been less then 5 months since we lost you Grandma...Your birthday is a time to remember all the happiness you brought to my life...So many memories and emotions... I've adopted That Guy II...so be nice to him! Any problems let me know! :) "Hold fast to dreams, for if dreams die, life is a broken winged bird that cannot fly."
SLASH Pompous, Arrogant, Enigmatic, Bitter, Quirky, Misanthrope with a Weird Sense of Humor and an Iron Clad Memory while flooding the board with my Stream of Consciousness UFC STRIKE 3 (I'm a dick and I like to ruin people's plans)	posted on 07-10-2001 @ 9:53 PM
O&A Board Regular Registered: Aug. 00	The Garden You know you're all alone Your friends they aren't at home Everybody's gone to the garden As you look into the trees You can look but you don't see The flowers seem to tease you at the garden Everybody's there, but you don't seem to care What's it with you man, and this garden Turned into my worst phobia, A crazy man's utopia If you're lost no one can show ya, But it sure was glad to know ya Only poor boys take a chance, On the garden's song and dance, Feel her flowers as they wrap around, But only smart boys do without You can find it all inside No need to wrestle with your pride No you ain't losin' your mind You're just in the garden They can lead you to yourself Or you can throw it on the shelf But you know you can look inside For the garden I wasn't really scared Lost my virginity there, To a gypsy with blond hair But now no one seems to care Like a mouse inside a maze Wandering round 4 daze With a smile upon my face, I never wanna leave this place Only poor boys take a chance, On the garden's song and dance, Feel her flowers as they wrap around, But only smart boys do without Turned into my worst phobia, A crazy man's utopia If you're lost no one can show ya, But it sure was glad to know ya Bye bye So long, bye bye It's glad to know ya Bye bye Bye bye Aw...so long Garden Of Eden It's a critical solution And the east coast got the blues It's a mass of confusion Like the lies they sell to you You got a glass jawed toothache Of a mental disease An they be runnin' round back See 'em line up on their knees 'Cause the kiss ass sycophants Throwin' penance at your feet When they got nowhere to go Watch 'em come in off the streets While they're bangin' out front Inside their slammin' to the cruch Go on an throw me to the lions And the whole damn screamin' bunch 'Cause the pissed-off rip-offs 'R' everywhere you turn Tell me how a generation's Ever s'posed to learn This fire is burnin' and it's out of control It's not a problem you can stop It's rock n' roll I read it on a wall It went straight to my head It said "Dance to the tension of a world on edge" We got racial violence And who'll cast the first stone And sex is used anyway it can be Sometimes when I look out It's hard to see the day It's a feelin' you can have it It's not mine to take away Lost in the garden of Eden Said we're lost in the garden of Eden And there's no one's gonna believe this But we're lost in the garden of Eden This fire is burnin' and it's out of control It's not a problem you can stop It's rock n' roll Suck on that Looking through this point of view There's no way I'm gonna fit in Don't ya tell me what my eyes see Don't ya tell me who to believe in I ain't superstitious But I know when somethin's wrong I've been draggin' my heels With a bitch called hope Let the undercurrent drag me along Lost in the garden of Eden Said we're lost in the garden of Eden And there's no one's gonna believe this But we're lost in the garden of Eden Most organized religions make A mockery of humanity Our governments are dangerous And out of control The garden of Eden is just another graveyard Said if they had someone to buy it Said I'm sure they'd sell my soul This fire is burnin' and it's out of control It's not a problem you can stop It's rock n' roll Lost in the garden of Eden (An we ain't talkin' about no poison apple or some missin' rib ya hear) Said we're lost in the garden of Eden Said there's no one's gonna believe this Said we're lost in the garden of Eden This fire is burnin' and it's out of control It's not a problem you can stop It's rock n' roll Funny how ev'rything was roses When we held on to the guns Write To Me Here Oh, I believe in yesterday's got nothing for me
virgingrrl and i am apologizing now for the spelling errors, its 34 am and im drunk, so no time for spell check! Gotcha, SLASH i'll mmmm momo all i want! and you cant stop me!	posted on 07-10-2001 @ 10:52 PM
O&A Board Regular Registered: Oct. 00	wicked garden Can you feel like a child? Can you see what I want? I wanna run through your wicked garden Heard that's the place to find ya But I'm alive So alive now I know the darkness blinds you Can you see without eyes? Can you speak without lies? I wanna drink from your naked fountain I can drown your sorrows I'm gonna burn, burn you to life now Out of the chains that bind you Can you see just like a child? Can you see just what I want? Can I bring you back to life? Are you scared of life? Burn, burn, burn Burn your wicked garden down Burn, burn, burn Burn your wicked garden to the ground Can you feel pain inside? Can you love? Can you cry? I wanna run through your wicked garden Heard that's the place to find you 'Cause I'm alive So alive now Out of the dark that blinds you Can you see just like a child? Can you see just what I want? Can I bring you back to life? Are you scared of life? Burn, burn, burn Burn your wicked garden down Burn, burn, burn Burn your wicked garden to the ground i'm singing now because my tear ducts are too tired and my brain is disconnected but my heart is wired.. i make such a good statistic someone should study me now somebody's got to be interested in how i feel just 'cause i'm here and i'm real...
Meatbus	posted on 07-10-2001 @ 11:05 PM
Psychopath Registered: Jun. 01	"garden" pearl jam The direction of the eye So misleading The defection of the soul Nauseously quick I don't question Our existence I just question Our modern needs I will walk... with my hands bound I will walk... with my face blood I will walk... with my shadow flag Into your garden Garden of stone After all is done And we're still alone I won't be taken Yet I'll go I will walk... with my hands bound I will walk... with my face blood I will walk... with my shadow flag Into your garden Garden of stone "Ladies, the heart is willing, but the flesh is spongy... bruised."
spitfire421	posted on 07-11-2001 @ 9:46 AM
O&A Board Regular Registered: Dec. 00	is this stretching? Kyuss - GARDENIA One blow till I’ll take ya' down [a take you down]. One smoke and your head spins around and around. Chrome mags, a million drags, a never lags. An ol' transport queen moma you never seen. Hear a [her] purrin' motor, and she's a burnin' fuel (baby burnin'). Push it over, baby, we're makin' love onto you (makin' love onto you). Power booster, I'm talkin' to God and more. Crank it up and above my head. Smell my shit eating grin on the state of my world, six on the sixty six miles per hour. Yeah (X3) ...Get back a-get back a-rolling ...motherfucker (X3) ...motherfucker (X2). Behind every good man there is a woman, and that woman was Martha Washington man, and everyday George would come home, she would have a big fat bowl waiting for him, man when he come in the door, man she was a hip, hip, hip lady, man. I've adopted FN, um, I mean Fuggin Moron into the School of Altered Reality...he's a little slow so be nice :)
Rommel	posted on 07-11-2001 @ 10:11 AM
Psychopath Registered: Oct. 00	Tend My Garden (J. Walsh) Would you like to come home with me? I can think of things to show ya Thinkin' that I'd like to know ya, uh Mornin' milkman's comin' Get up, greet my day Evenin' brings the sun in Still I find my way Change of plans, makin' a landin' to see ya And I do wanna be your man, oh, yeah Sunday, highway drivin' It all looks about the same Nowhere, just arrivin' Still I play the game I'm home grown, growin' my own and I need ya Need ya to beg my pardon, to tend my garden Flowers, she's sittin' for poses She wants me to sing my song Hours, she's like a stoned Moses Guess I'll sing along

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