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| Posted By | Discussion Topic: I need a haircut. | ||||
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| I Rooned It | posted on 08-03-2001 @ 12:39 AM |    | |||
| Psychopath Registered: Jun. 01  | In honor of my first haircut in over a month, lets hear a ditty from a great, underrated band. PAVEMENT!!! CUT YOUR HAIR darlin' don't you go and cut your hair do you think it's gonna make him change? "i'm just a boy with a new haircut" and that's a pretty nice haircut charge it like a puzzle, hit me wearin' muzzles hesitate to die, look around, around, the second drummer's drowned his telephone is found music scene is crazy, bands start up each and every day i saw another one just the other day a special new band i remember lying i don't remember lies i don't remember what but i don't care, i care, i really don't care did you see the drummer's hair? advertising looks and chops a must no big hair!! songs mean a lot when songs are bought and so are you- bitch, rant down to the practice room attention and fame so career, career, career.... You Give Me Head, It Makes it Worse. Take out Your Fucking Retainer, put it in Your Purse. ---Jello Biafra | ||||
| Mr. Brownstone | posted on 08-03-2001 @ 1:43 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Dec. 00 | Almost cut my hair It happened just the other day It's gettin kinda long I coulda said it wasn't in my way But I didn't and I wonder why I feel like letting my freak flag fly Cause I feel like I owe it to someone Must be because I had the flu' for Christmas And I'm not feeling up to par It increases my paranoia Like looking at my mirror and seeing a scar But I'm not giving in an inch to fear Cause I missed myself this year I feel like I owe it to someone When I finally get myself together I'm going to get down in that sunny southern weather And I find a place inside to laugh Separate the wheat from the chaff I feel like I owe it to someone  Two openings available at Mr. Brownstone Academy of Dance . | ||||
| Mr. Brownstone | posted on 08-03-2001 @ 1:47 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Dec. 00 | I was a rebel from the day i left school Grew my hair long and broke all the rules I'd sit and listen to my records all day With big ambitions of where i could play My parents taught me what life was about So i grew up the type they warned me about They said my friends were just an unruly mob And i should get a haircut and get a real job Get a haircut and get a real job Clean your act up and don't be a slob Get it together like your big brother bob Why don't you get a haircut and get a real job I even tried that 9 to 5 scene I told myself that it was all a bad dream I found a band and some good songs to play And now I party all night, I sleep all day I met this chick she was my No.1 fan She took me home to meet her mommy and dad They took one look at me and said ("oh my god") Get a haircut and get a real job Get a real job, why don't you get a real job Get a real job, why don't you get a real job I hit the big time with my rock 'n' roll band The future's brighter now than I'd ever planned I'm ten times richer than my big brother bob And he, he's got a haircut he's got a real job Why don't you get a haircut and get a real job I even tried that 9 to 5 scene Two openings available at Mr. Brownstone Academy of Dance . | ||||
| Kim | posted on 08-03-2001 @ 8:26 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Jan. 01 | I'm just a hairy guy I'm hairy noon and night Hair that's a fright I'm hairy high and low Don't ask me why Don't know It's not for lack of break Like the Grateful Dead Darling Gimme head with hair Long beautiful hair Shining, gleaming, Streaming, flaxen, waxen Give me down to there hair Shoulder length or longer Here baby, there mama Everywhere daddy daddy Hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair Flow it, show it Long as God can grow it My hair Let it fly in the breeze And get caught in the trees Give a home to the fleas in my hair A home for fleas A hive for bees A nest for birds There ain't no words For the beauty, the splendor, the wonder Of my... Hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair Flow it, show it Long as God can grow it My hair I want it long, straight, curly, fuzzy Snaggy, shaggy, ratty, matty Oily, greasy, fleecy Shining, gleaming, streaming Flaxen, waxen Knotted, polka-dotted Twisted, beaded, braided Powdered, flowered, and confettied Bangled, tangled, spangled, and spaghettied! Oh say can you see My eyes if you can Then my hair's too short Down to here Down to there Down to where It stops by itself They'll be ga ga at the go go When they see me in my toga My toga made of blond Brilliantined Biblical hair My hair like Jesus wore it Hallelujah I adore it Hallelujah Mary loved her son Why don't my mother love me? Hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair Flow it, show it Long as God can grow it My hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair Flow it, show it Long as God can grow it My hair  The autumn breeze of a single night of love is better than a hundred thousand years of sterile sitting meditation." "Nunc scio quit sit amor." "The supreme happiness in life is the conviction that we are loved -- loved for ourselves, or rather, loved in spite of ourselves." -Victor Hugo | ||||
| WoundedAngel Absolutely spectacular, and 1337 as hell. | posted on 08-04-2001 @ 12:09 AM | | |||
| Psychopath Registered: Jan. 01 | -PJ Harvey Hair Samson, the strength That's in, your arms Oh to be, your stunning Bride Samson, your hair Glistening, like sun Oh would, that it Were mine Samson, your hair That's in, my hands I'll keep it safe You're mine, you're mine He said wait, said wait Delilah my babe, Delilah my babe Said wait, said wait Delilah my babe, Delilah my babe Said wait, said wait Delilah my babe You lied in my face You cut off my hair You lied in my bed Samson, your stay With your 'lilah I'll hold you in My hands Yeah Your hair Restrain My man My man He said wait, said wait Delilah my babe, Delilah my babe Said wait, said wait Delilah my babe, Delilah my babe He said wait, said wait Delilah my babe, Delilah my babe Said wait, said wait Delilah my babe You lied in my face You cut off my hair You lied in my bed  This message was edited by WoundedAngel on 8-4-01 @ 12:11 AM | ||||
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