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WTF, I'll pay you or it. - Van Halen
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'Cos if my baby don't love me no more.
*her big fat butt sister will* ... I know her sister will! Jimi Hendrix. Red house *only muttered once in concert, Live at Winterland* |
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"The wise men were consulted and the bridge of death was crossed." - Rush Book of Hemispheres
"I saw lion he was standing alone with a tadpole in a jar." - Led Zeppelin Dancing Days |
I woke last night to the sound of thunder...
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Stood there boldly
Sweatin' in the sun Felt like a million Felt like number one The height of summer I'd never felt that strong Like a rock I was eighteen Didn't have a care Working for peanuts Not a dime to spare But I was lean and Solid everywhere Like a rock My hands were steady My eyes were clear and bright My walk had purpose My steps were quick and light And I held firmly To what I felt was right Like a rock Like a rock, I was strong as I could be Like a rock, nothin' ever got to me Like a rock, I was something to see Like a rock [ From: http://www.metrolyrics.com/like-a-ro...bob-seger.html ] And I stood arrow straight Unencumbered by the weight Of all these hustlers and their schemes I stood proud, I stood tall High above it all I still believed in my dreams Twenty years now Where'd they go? Twenty years I don't know Sit and I wonder sometimes Where they've gone And sometimes late at night When I'm bathed in the firelight The moon comes callin' a ghostly white And I recall I Recall Like a rock. standin' arrow straight Like a rock, chargin' from the gate Like a rock, carryin' the weight Like a rock Lihe a rock, the sun upon my skin Like a rock, hard against the wind Like a rock, I see myself again Like a rock <STYLE>html, body {background-color: transparent; border: 0; overflow: hidden; margin: 0; color: #656565; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; text-align: center; line-height: 23px; padding: 3px 0 0 0;} p {margin: 0; padding:0 0 20px;}</STYLE><STYLE>@media print{body{display: none;}}</STYLE> |
"Rode a tank, held a general's rank, while the Blitzkrieg raged and the bodies stank..."
-- Stones: Sympathy for the Devil. |
Jumped, humped born to suffer
Made to undress in the wilderness |
So often times it happens that we live our lives in chains
And we never even know we have the key |
I pimp thru town with the top laid back
black hat fine blonde cold Pabst in my lap I'll adapt |
to much walkin', shoes worn thin
too much trippin' and my soul's worn thin |
If rhyme was a drug I'd sell it by the gram.
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If you see kay, (F U C K) get it?
tell her I love her |
My body tells me, "No"
But I won't quit Cuz I want more I want more -Young the Giant- |
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