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2009-03-26 9:46 PM
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The first song that introduced me to Live. I have love them ever since.


Mental Jewelry is one of the best all time albums!



I'll forgive Eddie Veder anything, even this.



I loves me some Pherrel



I love stream of consciousness...repetition at its best..;-)




Poetry and alliteration at its finest...(pssst...I hear one of these guys was an English major...I think it shows)



I love Chris Cornell...



per the z-man...



for dubya and our troops...



actually, this deserves lyrics....

WHY DO THEY ALWAYS SEND THE POOR!
Barbarisms by Barbaras
With pointed heels.
Victorious, victories kneel.
For brand new spankin' deals.
Marching forward hypocritic
And hypnotic computers.
You depend on our protection,

Yet you feed us lies from the table cloth.
La la la la la la la la la,
Everybody’s going to the party have a real good time.
Dancing in the desert blowing up the sunshine.

Kneeling roses disappearing,
Into Moses’ dry mouth,
Breaking into Fort Knox,
Stealing our intentions,
Hangars sitting dripped in oil,
Crying FREEDOM!

Handed to obsoletion,
Still you feed us lies from the table cloth.
La la la la la la la la la,
Everybody’s going to the party have a real good time.
Dancing in the desert blowing up the sunshine.
Everybody’s going to the party have a real good time.
Dancing in the desert blowing up the sunshine.

Blast off, it's party time,
And we don't live in a fascist nation,
Blast off, it's party time,
And where the fuck are you?
Where the fuck are you?
Where the fuck are you?

Why don’t presidents fight the war?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why don’t presidents fight the war?
Why do they always send the poor? [X4]

Kneeling roses disappearing,
Into Moses’ dry mouth,
Breaking into Fort Knox,
Stealing our intentions,
Hangars sitting dripped in oil,
Crying FREEDOM!

Handed to obsoletion,
Still you feed us lies from the tablecloth.
La la la la la la la la la,
Everybody’s going to the party have a real good time.
Dancing in the desert blowing up the sunshine.
Everybody’s going to the party have a real good time.
Dancing in the desert blowing up the sunshine

Where the fuck are you!
Where the fuck are you!

Why don’t presidents fight the war?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why don’t presidents fight the war?
Why do they always send the poor? [X3]
Why, do, they always send the poor [X3]
They only send the poor [x2]

one of Rammstein's best...



since it's German...it also deserves lyrics. One of their "pretty" songs

Come in my boat
A storm is rising / and the night is coming
Where do you want to go
So all alone / you are drifting away
Who will hold your hand
When it pulls you under

Where do you want you want to go
So boundless / the cold sea
Come in my boat
The wind of autumn / stiffens the sails

Now you are standing by the lantern
With tears in your face
The evening light chases the shadows away
Time stands still and it becomes autumn

Come in my boat
Yearning becomes / the helmsmen
Come in my boat
The best sailor / was I

Now you are standing by the lantern
With tears in your face
You take the fire from the candle
Time stands still and it becomes autumn

They only spoke of your mother
So merciless is only the night
In the end I'm left alone
The time stands still
And I am cold


The Germans sing in Espanol...



and of course, you need the English lyrics..

Hey friends . . .
Go ahead friends . . .
Come on, come on, my love
I really like your flavor
Not not not not your heart
Really really like your lemon
Give me your fruit
Come on, my love . . .
I love you, whore!
I love you, whore!
Oh, so good

Oh, so good, one, two, three
Yes, I want you once again
But not not not your heart
More more more of your lemon
Darling
Give me your fruit
Give me your fruit
Come on, my love . . .
I love you, whore!
I love you, whore!
Oh, so good

Between your legs I'm going to cry
I'm going to be happy and sad
I'm going to be happy and sad

More, more, more, please
More, more, more, yes, yes, sir
More, more, more, please
More, more, more, yes, yes, sir
Don't be afraid of me
I'm not going to eat you
More, more, more, please
More, more, more, yes, yes, sir
Yes, yes, sir

I love you, whore!
I love you, whore!
Give it to me, give it to me
I love you, whore!

heh...that's it for now...enjoy!













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