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01-15-2008, 04:06 PM | #151 | |
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How 'bout a little Hatchet?
I'm travelin' down the road an’ I'm flirtin' with disaster I've got the pedal to the floor an’ my life is running faster I'm outta money outta hope it looks like self destruction Well how much more can we take with all of this corruption We’re flirtin' with disaster, ya'll know what I mean And the way we run our lives it makes no sense to me I don’t know about yourself or what you wanna to be, yeah When we gamble with our time we choose our destiny I'm travelin' down that lonesome road. Feel like I'm draggin’ a heavy load. Yet I've tried to turn my head away, Feel about the same most every day You know what I’m talkin’ about man Speeding down the fast lane an’ honey we’re playin' from town to town The boys and I been burnin' it up can't seem to slow it down I got the pedal to the floor our lives are runnin' faster, We got our sight set straight ahead but I ain't sure what we're after We’re flirtin' with disaster ya'll damn sure know what I mean. You know the way we run our lives it makes no sense to me I don't know about yourself or what you plan to be, yeah When we gamble with our time we choose our destiny Yeah!! We're travelin' down that lonesome road. Feel like I'm dragging a heavy load. Though I try to turn my head away, I'm flirtin' with disaster every day. An’ you are too baby, Ha ha ha ha ha You aim for everybody, Oh come on man We’re flirtin' with disaster man ya'll know what I mean You know the way we run our lives it makes no sense to me I don't know about yourself or what you plan to be When we gamble with our time we choose our destiny Yeah!! We're travelin' down this lonesome road. Feel like I'm dragging a heavy load. Though I try to turn my head away, Bop mm bop bop yeah We’re flirtin' with disaster every day. |
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I hate f**kin' christmas
Seems like it's one big "have to do" Seems like everybody that you meet on the street Has been singin "halle-f**kin'-lujah" Well, the mistletoe on the ceiling really Makes me wanna do ya Christmas it's so hard to find cocaine Now it seems I can't get outta bed All those dickheads in their white shirts on my T.V. Singin' "Please don't drink and drive" Well, that's pretty good advice 'Cause ya just might spill your drink Christmas, it's the time for stealing presents Out from underneath your neighbor's tree Look's like little Johnny just won't get his Teeneage Mutant Ninja Turtle Well, I'd better wear a rubber 'Cause that turtle might be fertile Today I think I'll screw my brother's girlfriend All he ever does is go to work When he goes downtown to buy the Dead bird, who's the f**kin' turkey? I hate f**kin' christmas |
01-15-2008, 07:13 PM | #154 |
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This song is another Rugburn's song...an all male band for those who don't know them! Maybe this belongs in BD's Gayrage...BUT...they are Lyrics!!
Golds gym guy Why you going out with that golds gym guy? I saw you kissing him on the fourth of july Baby, cant you see I got tears in my eyes? Why you going out with that golds gym guy? Babys got a thing for muscle bound jocks I collapse a lung just taking off my socks Im holed up in the closet and Im pettin my fox She treats me like I got a bad case of small cocks, but Why you going out with that golds gym guy? I saw you kissing him on the fourth of july Baby, cant you see I got tears in my eyes? Why you going out with that golds gym guy? Hes got a big truck, and its bigger than my dump Its bigger than the bank account of donald trump Its bigger than the feeling that Ive got in my rump Hes got as many brains as a gasoline pump, but Why you going out with that golds gym guy? I saw you kissing him on the fourth of july Baby, cant you see I got tears in my eyes? Why you going out with that golds gym guy? He shaves his legs and so I asked him if he was bi He grabbed me round the throat and said, prepare to die Everybody says that Im a nicer guy But hes like malathion, Im a simple med fly, yeah Why you going out with that golds gym guy? I saw you kissing him on the fourth of july Baby, cant you see I got tears in my eyes? Why you going out with that golds gym guy? |
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John Lennon--Working Class Hero
As soon as you're born they make you feel small By giving you no time instead of it all Till the pain is so big you feel nothing at all A working class hero is something to be A working class hero is something to be They hurt you at home and they hit you at school They hate you if you're clever and they despise a fool Till you're so f**king crazy you can't follow their rules A working class hero is something to be A working class hero is something to be When they've tortured and scared you for twenty odd years Then they expect you to pick a career When you can't really function you're so full of fear A working class hero is something to be A working class hero is something to be Keep you dope with religion and sex and tv And you think you're so clever and classless and free But you're still f**king peasants as far as i can see A working class hero is something to be A working class hero is something to be There's room at the top they are telling you still But first you must learn how to smile as you kill If you want to be like the folks on the hill A working class hero is something to be A working class hero is something to be If you want to be a hero well just follow me If you want to be a hero well just follow me
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I have felt it
And I have held it I have known a Woman’s Love And I have tasted And I have wasted A Woman’s Love And I know I know I’ll never understand All the little things that make it grand A woman’s Love And I know I know I’ll never come face to face With anything that takes the place Of A woman’s love Well I have kissed it Tried to resist it I have missed A Woman’s Love I have hated Taken for granted A Woman’s Love And I know I know I’ll never understand The little things that make it grand A woman’s Love And I know I know I’ll never come face to face With anything that takes the place Of A woman’s love I have needed And I have pleaded And I have lost A Woman’s Love I have worshiped And I have cursed it A Woman’s Love And I know I know I’ll never understand All the little things that make it grand A woman’s Love And I know I know I’ll never come face to face With anything that takes the place Of A woman’s love And I know I’ll never come face to face With anything that takes the place Of A woman’s love |
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Time keeps on slippin slippin slippin
Into the future
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Had my money
I tell you what i'd do I would go downtown Buy a mercury or two
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you ask me if i love you
and if my love is true well if I were a rich man here is what i'd do i'd buy you a diamond ring and a new fur coat or two if my nose was running money i'd blow it all on you if my nose was running money i'd blow it all on you i'd buy you a cadilac a new mercades too i'd build you a mansion upon that mountaintop if my nose was running money but honey, it's snot! if my nose was running money you'd have anything you please anytime you wanted cash all i'd have to do is sneeze honey you'd win the lottery when I have a cold or flu if my nose was running money i'd blow it all on you it's a booger of a problem i've got i wish my nose was running money but it's snot! i'd buy you a diamond ring a new fur coat or two if my nose was running money i'd blow it all on you!! |
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I had visions, I was in them
I was looking into the mirror To see a little bit clearer The rottenness and evil in me Fingertips have memories Mine can't forget the curves of your body And when I feel a bit naughty I run it up the flagpole and see who salutes (but no one ever does) I'm not sick but I'm not well And I'm so hot cause I'm in hell Been around the world and found That only stupid people are breeding The cretins cloning and feeding And I don't even own a tv Put me in the hospital for nerves And then they had to commit me You told them all I was crazy They cut off my legs now I'm an amputee, g*d**n you I'm not sick but I'm not well And I'm so hot cause i'm in hell I'm not sick but I'm not well And it's a sin to live so well I wanna publish zines And rage against machines I wanna pierce my tongue It doesn't hurt, it feels fine The trivial sublime I'd like to turn off time And kill my mind You kill my mind Paranoia paranoia Everybody's coming to get me Just say you never met me Im running under ground with the moles (Diggin big holes) Hear the voices in my head I swear to god it sounds like they're snoring But if you're bored then you're boring The agony and the irony, they're killing me I'm not sick but I'm not well And I'm so hot cause I'm in hell I'm not sick but I'm not well And it's a sin to live so well |
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This is what I've done for the last 30 years
KENNY CHESNEY LYRICS - SHIFTWORK (Featuring George Strait) Shift work, hard work, tired bar Blue-collar shirt and a baseball cap Union made He’s hot, sweat drops, ’round the clock The door never locks And the noise never stops Night or day Work-n seven To three Three to eleven Eleven to seven Shift work, tough work, for the busy convenience store clerk Two feet that hurt, going insane She’s mad, at some lad Drove off and didn’t pay for his gas and he won’t be the last ’round the clock pain Work-n seven To three Three to eleven Eleven to seven Talkin’ about a bunch of shift work A big ol’ pile of shift work Seven to three Three to eleven Eleven to seven Well I worked, shift work, Ten years man, I hated that work Then I made a break, with the money I saved It took me, to the beach, to have a beer by the edge of the sea In this ’round a clock place I drank my money away We partied Seven To three Three to eleven Eleven to seven I’m talkin’ about a bunch of shift work A big ol’ pile of shift work Seven to three Three to eleven Eleven to seven Talkin’ about a bunch of shift work A big ol’ pile of shift work Seven to three Three to eleven Eleven to seven Eleven to seven Seven to three Three to eleven Eleven to seven
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Remember when you were young
You shone like the sun Shine on you crazy diamond
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Send away for a priceless gift
One not subtle, one not on the list Send away for a perfect world One not simply so absurd In these times of doing what you're told Keep these feelings, no one knows What ever happened to the young man's heart Swallowed my pain as he slowly fell apart And I'm staring down the barrell of a .45 (.45) Swimming through the ashes of another life (another life) No real reason to accept the way things have changed Staring down the barrell of a .45 Send a message to the unborn child Keep your eyes open for a while In a box high upon a shelf Left for you, no one else There's a piece of a puzzle known as life Wrapped in guilt, sewn up tight What ever happened to the young man's heart Swallowed my pain as he slowly fell apart And I'm staring down the barrell of a .45 (.45) Swimming through the ashes of another life (another life) No real reason to accept the way things have changed Staring down the barrell of a .45 Everyone's pointing their fingers Always condemning me Nobody knows what I believe I believe And I'm staring down the barrell of a .45 (.45) Swimming through the ashes of another life (another life) No real reason to accept the way things have changed Staring down the barrell of a .45 And I'm staring down the barrell of a .45 (.45) And I'm swimming through the ashes of another life (another life) There is no real reason to accept the way things have changed Staring down the barrell of a .45 |
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