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| spitfire421 | posted on 07-19-2001 @ 11:18 AM |    | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Dec. 00  | You take my money You think you're great You think its funny I hate your face Yeah You got your Jesus And I got my space You got your reasons And I got my case You just gotta sit your self down To contemplate You get yourself a nice cold beer And drink yourself away You're celebrating nothing And you feel a-okay You're celebrating nothing and you feel a-okay You think you're precious And I think you're shit And I'd kill your father To destroy his seed Oooohhh nothing will ever Destroy your greed Now when you break yourself down And go to this place You give yourself the reason To get off your case And when you break it down yeah And see through this shit You give yourself the reason To live through this Break down mama give me my medicine mama give me my medicine mama give me my medicine the one that makes me feel taller mama give me my medicine mama give me my medicine the one that makes me feel so tall, tall like a tall tree mama give me my medicine The one that makes me feel like a tall tree mama give me my medicine that makes me feel like a tall tree mama give me my medicine that makes me feel like a tall tree That makes me feel like a tall tree Yeah yeah yeah yeah You're celebrating nothing And you feel a-okay You're celebrating nothing And you feel a-okay  Joe: Yeah, that's it, man. It's all the music! You know everything is just fine until we just listen to a couple of heavy metal albums. Then we get all fucked up! [Email]spitfire@opieanthony.com">E-Mail Me This message was edited by spitfire421 on 7-19-01 @ 11:21 AM | ||||
| MaynardGKrebs | posted on 07-19-2001 @ 11:42 AM | | |||
| O&A Board Veteran Registered: Jan. 01 | Welcome to the jungle We got fun 'n' games We got evrything you want Honey we know the names We are the people that can find Whatever you may need If you got the money honey We got your disease Chorus: In the jungle Welcome to the jungle Watch it bring you to your knees, knees I wanna watch you bleed Welcome to the jungle We take it day by day If you want it you're gonna bleed But it's the price you pay And you're a very sexy girl That's very hard to please You can taste the bright lights But you won't get them for free In the jungle Welcome to the jungle Feel my, my, my serpentine I, I wanna hear yous-creem Welcome to the jungle It gets worse here evryday Ya learn ta live like an animal In the jungle where we play If you got a hunger for what you see You'll take it eventually You can have anything you want But you better not take it from me Chorus And when you're high you never Ever want to come down, YEAH! You know where you are You're in the jungle baby You're gonna die In the jungle Welcome to the jungle Watch it bring you to your knees, knees In the jungle Welcome to the jungle Feel my, my, my serpentine In the jungle Welcome to the jungle Watch it bring you to your knees, knees In the jungle Welcome to the jungle Watch it bring you to your It's gonna bring you down! Ha! | ||||
| heyladiladi STONER ON THE SNUKA CBH ROTISSERIE | posted on 07-19-2001 @ 12:00 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: May. 01 | Dr Seuss Welcome Christmas Fah who for-aze! Dah who dor-aze! Welcome Christmas, Come this way! Fah who for-aze! Dah who dor-aze! Welcome Christmas, Christmas Day. Welcome, Welcome Fah who rah-moose Welcome, Welcome Dah who dah-moose Christmas day is in our grasp So long as we have hands to clasp Fah who for-aze! Dah who dor-aze! Welcome, welcome Christmas Welcome, welcome Christmas Day  | ||||
| Brokenjaw Always will bow down to the power of the Faceman!!!! | posted on 07-19-2001 @ 1:51 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Nov. 00 | Welcome to where time stands still No one leaves and no one will Moon is full never seems to change Just labeled mentally deranged Dream the same thing every night I see our freedom in my sight No locked doors, no windows barred No things to make my brain seem scarred Sleep my friend and you will see That dream is my reality They keep me locked up in this cage Can't they see it's way my brain says rage Sanitarium, leave me be Sanitarium, just leave me alone Build my fear on what's out there And cannot breathe the open air Whisper things inside my brain Assuring me that I'm insane They think our heads are in their hands But violent use brings violent plans Keep him tied, it makes him well He's getting better, can't you tell? No more can they keep us in Listen, damn it, we will win They see it right, they see it well But they think it saves us from our hell Sanitarium, leave me be Sanitarium, just leave me alone Sanitarium...just leave me alone Fear of living on Natives getting restless now Mutiny in the air Got some death to do Mirror stares back hard Kill, it's such a friendly word Seems the only way For reaching out again  Telling people their desire Satan's sitting there, he's smiling Watches those flames get higher and higher Oh no, no, please God help me! | ||||
| mckinks | posted on 07-19-2001 @ 2:26 PM | | |||
| Psychopath Registered: Jan. 01 | Welcome Me Welcome me to the city of angels, devil prophets still hold my hand. I walked your stillborn streets for hours, ethnic echoes spitting out their trials. I'll be the first to praise the sun, the first to praise the moon, the first to hold the lone coyote, the last to set it free. Welcome me to a haven given, it's well received into my open arms. I ran in my sleep through shaking tremors, I had the splitting earth echoing in my ears. I'll be the first to praise the sun, the first to praise the moon, the first to hold the lone coyote, the last to set it free. Welcome me to the city of angels, there's a devil monkey laying on our backs. Where's the heart, where's the bullet for breaking. Somebody give me a weapon, a pacifying weapon. I'll be the first to praise the sun, the first to praise the moon, the first to hold the lone coyote, the last to set it free.  "Some folks trust to reason others trust to might, I don't trust to nothin', but I know it comes out right." | ||||
| WoundedAngel Absolutely spectacular, and 1337 as hell. | posted on 07-19-2001 @ 3:22 PM | | |||
| Psychopath Registered: Jan. 01 | - Welcome To The Numb Mister, Mr. Push-Button Junkie Lookin' for some dirt to buy Landslide, it's a corporation landslide Waitin' for a kiss From an atom bomb Situation's critical, my back's against the wall But we like it We're walkin' in our sleep and can't feel it at all I said hey, man just gimme some truth See what ya wanna see Feel what ya wanna feel I don't know what I wanna deal I don't wanna be any part of your stupid mother-fuckin' machine Do what you wanna do Kill if ya gotta kill I just don't believe your point of view Welcome to the numb, fools People, did you ever feel like you're going insane? Sister, I'm feelin' pretty safe dead in this home-made grave The situation's critical, have I lost my mind... and I like it There's too much information Can you see it in my eyes? I said hey man, all I want is the truth See what ya wanna see Feel what ya feel I don't wanna know, I don't wanna feel I don't wanna be any part of your stupid mother-fuckin' machine Do what ya wanna do Kill if ya wanna kill 'Cause I just don't believe your point of view Welcome to the numb Situation's critical, have we lost our minds... but we like it So much information, can you see it in my eyes? I said hey man, just gimme the truth Why don't we See what we wanna see Feel what we wanna feel I don't wanna know I don't wanna feel I don't wanna be any part of your stupid mother-fuckin' disease Do what you wanna do Kill what ya wanna kill 'Cause I just don't believe your point of view Welcome to the numb (X3)  | ||||
| Sir Okonkwo | posted on 07-19-2001 @ 3:55 PM | | |||
| Psychopath Registered: Jun. 01 | Welcome to my nightmare I think you're gonna like it I think you're gonna feel like you belong A nocturnal vacation Unnecessary sedation You want to feel at home 'cause you belong Welcome to my nightmare Welcome to my breakdown I hope I didn't scare you That's just the way we are when we come down We sweat and laugh and scream here 'cuz life is just a dream here You know inside you feel right at home here Welcome to my breakdown Whoa You're welcome to my nightmare Yeah Welcome to my nightmare I think you're gonna like it I think you're gonna feel that you belong We sweat laugh and scream here 'cuz life is just a dream here You know inside you feel right at home here Welcome to my nightmare Welcome to my breakdown Yeah  | ||||
| Sir Okonkwo | posted on 07-19-2001 @ 4:00 PM | | |||
| Psychopath Registered: Jun. 01 | Oh, welcome to this world of fools Of pink champagne and swimming pools Well, all you have to lose is your virginity Perhaps we'll have some fun tonight so stick around and take a bite of life We don't need feebleness in this proximity Ask good MacDuff and Donalbain, so many good ideas are slain By those who would dare not step out of line But if I have my way tonight and chances are I think I might- I'll turn those sour minds to grapes of wine CHORUS Welcome to this world Don't judge the boy by what you hear The words are heard beyond the ear The heart and mind are focus for this conversation But be abound in mystery for that so much you do to me For there are those who drown in adulation CHORUS If I had a dime for each time that I heard them preach Well I'd have wicked thoughts upon my brain | ||||
| Just Jon | posted on 07-19-2001 @ 4:17 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Aug. 00 | Welcome back my friends to the show that never ends We're so glad you could attend Come inside! Come inside! There behind a glass is a real blade of grass be careful as you pass. Move along! Move along! Come inside, the show's about to start guaranteed to blow your head apart Rest assured you'll get your money's worth The greatest show in Heaven, Hell or Earth. You've got to see the show, it's a dynamo. You've got to see the show, it's rock and roll .... Soon the Gypsy Queen in a glaze of Vaseline Will perform on guillotine What a scene! What a scene! Next upon the stand will you please extend a hand to Alexander's Ragtime Band Roll up! Roll up! Roll up! See the show! Performing on a stool we've a sight to make you drool Seven virgins and a mule Keep it cool. Keep it cool. We would like it to be known the exhibits that were shown were exclusively our own, All our own. All our own. Come and see the show! Come and see the show! Come and see the show! See the show! -----  E-mail: JustJon@opieanthony.com AIM: JonNeedsSN Adoptee: Seems they've escaped.... New victims welcome You listen to me! While I will admit to a certain cynicism, the fact is I am a nay-sayer and a hatchet man in the fight against violence! I pride myself in taking a punch and I'll gladly take another because I choose to live my life in the company of Gandhi and King! My concerns are global. I reject absolutely revenge, aggression, and retaliation. The foundation of such a method...is love. I love you, Sheriff Truman. | ||||
| spitfire421 | posted on 07-19-2001 @ 4:55 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Dec. 00 | Welcome my son, welcome to the machine. Where have you been? It's alright we know where you've been. You've been in the pipeline, filling in time, provided with toys and 'Scouting for Boys'. You bought a guitar to punish your ma, And you didn't like school, and you know you're nobody's fool, So welcome to the machine. Welcome my son, welcome to the machine. What did you dream? It's alright we told you what to dream. You dreamed of a big star, he played a mean guitar, He always ate in the Steak Bar. He loved to drive in his Jaguar. So welcome to the machine. Will the soul survive ultimately Oh, will peace ever be found When I drag my feet on hallowed ground I don't wanna know what the future will hold I don't wanna pray cause I'm lost anyway [Email]spitfire@opieanthony.com">E-Mail Me | ||||
| Sir Okonkwo | posted on 07-19-2001 @ 7:15 PM | | |||
| Psychopath Registered: Jun. 01 | And of course, we have... Welcome to our fortress tall Take some time to show you around Impossible to break these walls For you see the steel is much to strong Computer banks to rule the world Instruments to sight the stars Possibly I've seen too much Hangar 18, I know too much Foreign life-forms inventory Suspended state of cryongenics Selective amnesia's the story Believed, foretold, but who'd suspect The military intelligence Two words combined that can't make sense | ||||
| Bangster | posted on 07-20-2001 @ 9:26 AM | | |||
| Psychopath Registered: Mar. 01 | Welcome to Paradise-Green Day Dear mother, can you hear me whining It's been three whole weeks Since I left your home This sudden fear has left me trembling Cause now it seems that I am out here on my own And I'm feeling so alone Pay attention to the cracked streets And broken homes Some call it the slums Some call it nice I want to take you through a wasteland I like to call my home Welcome to paradise A gunshot rings out at the station Another urchin snaps and left dead on his own It makes me wonder why I'm still here For some strange reason it's now Feeling like my home And I'm never gonna go Dear mother, can you hear me laughing It's been six whole months since I have left your home It makes me wonder why I'm still here For some strange reason it's now Feeling like my home And I'm never gonna go  | ||||
| WoundedAngel Absolutely spectacular, and 1337 as hell. | posted on 07-20-2001 @ 11:14 AM | | |||
| Psychopath Registered: Jan. 01 | - Welcome Welcome to this groove you can move right We gonna take you higher not caught in the quagmire I can't survive on a stupid nine to five I'd rather be poor Writing tunes livin' on a commune Kickin' it with my brothers and significant others Life in pursuit of only money we think it's funny The only thing that money it could ever bring to me Would be some gifts for my friends follow me now Trips for my family The only thing I love is freedom the people around me I need 'em I'd like to build the world a spliff but like I said I said You could never get me interested in dreams of wealth Myself my birthday happens to land on April twelfth whack A Coney Island of the mind it's mine I swipe the sweets strip the beats in the sunshine Loco holmes I stroll because I'm thinking A tone poem alone is love medicine then the demon Spring revolution in my spirit here it is and I will kill with it Traveling head spinnin' from the medicine Illusions fadin' out an comin' on again unwind your mind then find entire minutes abstract the tract of sight day breaking in it doles out my share of the world ocean and sun Rising with whirling motion I fought kicked and screamed my way to getting born now I feel Warm and I say come on the night won't save anyone won't you roam We've grown so we can write again our soul select its own way for The travellin' we're here we're breathing and we wanna keep our Blood running so we're gonna keep gunning till the next homecoming I like the boogie to the bang bang boogie say up jump the boogie To the bang bang come on | ||||
| Meatbus | posted on 07-21-2001 @ 12:44 AM | | |||
| Psychopath Registered: Jun. 01 | "Welcome Home" - KING DIAMOND Grandma welcome home You have been gone for far too long Is this a dream Are you really back? Let me help you out of the chair Grandma Let me touch you, let me feel Grandma take a look What do you think of the house, and the silvery moon? We are going to repaint the front door soon Let me help you out of the chair Grandma Let me touch you, let me feel Wait til' you see your room up in the attic Prepared just like you said Without a bed You will find your rocking chair, and the tea pot that Missy found Let me help you out of the chair Grandma There is someone waiting for you Now come along Missy and mother They are dying to meet you How strange, she's spoken no word I wonder Grandma Are you all right? "Grandma What was it like to be on that holiday site?" "Oh, it could have been worse But with 'them' by my side In the twilight 'They' sang all the old lullabies" "Grandma, who are 'they'?" "Never mind, you dirty little brat Let us go inside Something's on 'their' mind 'They' are still alive Can you feel 'their' eyes? Can you feel 'their' eyes? Now that you are stuck with me You better be my friend"  "How 'bout a little less asking questions, and a little more shut the hell up?" | ||||
This status is sponsored by: P®oJë©T M@¥hέm I Mod VG's ass! | posted on 07-21-2001 @ 3:45 AM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Oct. 00 | Well, the names have all changed since you hung around, But those dreams have remained and they've turned around. Who'dve thought they'd lead ya? (Who'dve thought they'd lead ya?) Back here where we need ya? (Back here where we need ya?) Yeah, we tease him a lot, Cuz we've got him on the spot. Welcome back. Welcome back, welcome back, welcome back. Welcome back, welcome back, welcome back. (** Additional lines in the song during the closing credits:) Welcome back. We always could spot a friend. Welcome back. And I smile when I think how you must've been.  Professional Slacker I should get paid for this crap... | ||||
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