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18 July, 2008 at 12:59 pm #139732
@esmeralda wrote:
MIKE OLDFIELD
Taking on water,
Sailing a restless sea
From a memory,
A fantasy.
The wind carries
Into white water,
Far from the islands.
Don’t you know you’re
Never going to get to France.
Mary, Queen of Chance, will they find you?
Never going to get to France.
Could a new romance ever bind you?
Walking on foreign ground,
Like a shadow,
Roaming in far off
Territory.
Over your shoulder,
Stories unfold, you’re
Searching for sanctuary.
You know you’re
Never going to get to France…
I see a picture
By the lamp’s flicker.
Isn’t it strange how
Dreams fade and shimmer?
Never going to get to France…
I see a picture
By the lamp’s flicker.
Isn’t it strange how
Dreams fade and shimmer?
Never going to get to France…
Never going to get to France.
Never going to…
Never going to get to France.
Never going to…
Never going to get to France.
Never going to…
Beautiful choice from a beautiful woman, Esmeralda. This one’s specially for you:
18 July, 2008 at 4:19 pm #139733She’ll let you in her house
If you come knockin’ late at night
She’ll let you in her mouth
If the words you say are right
If you pay the price
She’ll let you deep inside
But there’s a secret garden she hidesShe’ll let you in her car
To go drivin’ round
She’ll let you into the parts of herself
That’ll bring you down
She’ll let you in her heart
If you got a hammer and a vice
But into her secret garden
Don’t think twiceYou’ve gone a million miles
How far’d you get
To that place where you can’t remember
And you can’t forgetShe’ll lead you down the path
There’ll be tenderness in the air
She’ll let you come just far enough
So you know she’s really there
And she’ll look at you and smile
And her eyes will say
She’s got a secret garden
Where everything you want
Where everything you need
Will always stay
A million miles away..19 July, 2008 at 12:34 pm #139734FRANK ZAPPA
BOBBY BROWN
Hey there, people, Im bobby brown
They say Im the cutest boy in town
My car is fast, my teeth is shiney
I tell all the girls they can kiss my heinie
Here I am at a famous school
Im dressin sharp n im
Actin cool
I got a cheerleader here wants to help with my paper
Let her do all the work n maybe later Ill rape herOh God I am the american dream
I do not think Im too extreme
An Im a handsome sonofab.itch
Im gonna get a good job n be real rich(get a good
Get a good
Get a good
Get a good job)Womens liberation
Came creepin across the nation
I tell you people I was not ready
When I fu.cked this dyke by the name of freddie
She made a little speech then,
Aw, she tried to make me say when
She had my balls in a vice, but she left the dic.k
I guess its still hooked on, but now it shoots too quickOh God I am the american dream
But now I smell like vaseline
An Im a miserable sonofab.itch
Am I a boy or a lady…i dont know which(I wonder wonder
Wonder wonder)So I went out n bought me a leisure suit
I jingle my change, but Im still kinda cute
Got a job doin radio promo
An none of the jocks can even tell Im a homo
Eventually me n a friend
Sorta drifted along into s&m
I can take about an hour on the tower of power
long as I gets a little golden showerOh God I am the american dream
With a spindle up my butt till it makes me scream
An Ill do anything to get ahead
I lay awake nights sayin, thank you, fred!
Oh god, oh god, Im so fantastic!
Thanks to freddie, Im a sexual spastic
And my name is bobby brown
Watch me now, Im goin down,
And my name is bobby brown
Watch me now, Im goin down, etc.19 July, 2008 at 5:26 pm #139735THE ALAN PARSONS PROJECT
Don’t think sorry’s easily said
Don’t try turning tables instead
You’ve taken lots of chances before
But I’m not gonna give anymore
Don’t ask me
That’s how it goes
Cause part of me knows what youre thinkin’Don’t say words you’re gonna regret
Don’t let the fire rush to your head
I’ve heard the accusation before
And I ain’t gonna take any more
Believe me
The sun in your eyes
Made some of the lies worth believingI am the eye in the sky
Looking at you
I can read your mind
I am the maker of rules
Dealing with fools
I can cheat you blind
And I don’t need to see any more
To know that
I can read your mind, I can read your mindDon’t leave false illusions behind
Don’t cry cause I aint changing my mind
So find another fool like before
Cause I ain’t gonna live anymore believing
Some of the lies while all of the signs are deceivingI am the eye in the sky
Looking at you
I can read your mind
I am the maker of rules
Dealing with fools
I can cheat you blind
And I don’t need to see any more
To know that
I can read your mind, I can read your mind19 July, 2008 at 10:36 pm #139736I have sinned, dear Father. Father I have sinned
Try and help me Father
Won’t you let me in? Liar!
Nobody believes me! Liar!
Why don’t they leave me alone?
Sire, I have stolen, stolen many times
Raised my voice in anger
When I know I never should
Liar! Oh ev’rybody deceives me
Liar! Why don’t you leave me alone?Liar! I have sailed the seas
Liar! from Mars to Mercury
Liar! I have drunk the wine
Liar! Time after time
Liar! You’re lying to me
Liar! You’re lying to me
Father, please forgive me
You know you’ll never leave me
Please will you direct me in the right way
Liar! Liar! Liar! Liar!
‘Liar!’, that’s what they keep calling me
Liar! Liar! Liar!Listen, are you gonna listen?
Mama, I’m gonna be your slave
All day long
Mama, I’m gonna try behave
All day long
Mama, I’m gonna be your slave
All day long
I’m gonna serve you till your dying day
All day long
I’m gonna keep you till your dying day
All day long
I’m gonna kneel down by your side and pray
All day long and pray
All day long and pray
All day long and pray
All day long all day long all day long
All day long all day long all day longAll day long all day long all day long
Liar! Liar! They never ever let you win
Liar! Liar! Everything you do is sin
Liar! Nobody believes you
Liar! They bring you down before you begin
Now, let me tell you this
Now, you know you could be dead before they let youLiar ~ Queen
19 July, 2008 at 10:56 pm #139737I don’t need your forgiveness
I don’t need your hate
I don’t need your acceptance
So what should I do
I don’t need your resistance
I don’t need your prayers
I don’t need no religion
I don’t need a thing from youI don’t do what I’ve been told
Your so lame why don’t youJust go
Die mother fucker die mother fucker die
Die mother fucker die mother fucker die
Die mother fucker die mother fucker die
Die mother fucker die mother fucker dieI don’t need your prison
I don’t need your pain
I don’t need your decision
So what should I do
I don’t need your approval
I don’t need your hope
I don’t need your lectures
I don’t need a thing from youI’ll be sorry when I’m old
You’re so full of shit manJust go
Die mother fucker die mother fucker die
Die mother fucker die mother fucker die
Die mother fucker die mother fucker die
Die mother fucker die mother fucker die
BoomI don’t need your forgiveness
I don’t need your hate
I don’t need your acceptance
So what should I doI’ll be sorry so you’ve said
Well I’m not sorry
BANG You’re DeadDie mother fucker die mother fucker die
Die mother fucker die mother fucker die
Die mother fucker die mother fucker die
Die mother fucker die mother fucker dieDie
Die
Die
DieDOPE – Die MF Die
19 July, 2008 at 11:22 pm #139738jsut for pats x
In these days of changing ways
so called liberated days
a story comes to mind of a friend of mineGeorgie boy was gay I guess
nothin’ more or nothin’ less
the kindest guy I ever knewHis mother’s tears fell in vain
the afternoon George tried to explain
that he needed love like all the restPa said there must be a mistake
how can my son not be straight
after all I’ve said and done for himLeavin’ home on a Greyhound bus
cast out by the ones he loves
A victim of these gay days it seemsGeorgie went to New York town
where he quickly settled down
and soon became the toast of the great white wayAccepted by Manhattan’s elite
in all the places that were chic
No party was complete without GeorgeAlong the boulevards he’d cruise
and all the old queens blew a fuse
Everybody loved Georgie boyThe last time I saw George alive
was in the summer of seventy-five
he said he was in love I said I’m pleasedGeorge attended the opening night
of another Broadway hype
but split before the final curtain fellDeciding to take a short cut home
arm in arm they meant no wrong
A gentle breeze blew down Fifth AvenueOut of a darkened side street came
a New Jersey gang with just one aim
to roll some innocent passer-by
There ensued a fearful fight
screams rang out in the night
Georgie’s head hit a sidewalk cornerstoneA leather kid, a switchblade knife
He did not intend to take his life
He just pushed his luck a little too far that nightThe sight of blood dispersed the gang
A crowd gathered, the police came
An ambulance screamed to a halt on Fifty-third and ThirdGeorgie’s life ended there
but I ask who really cares
George once said to me and I quoteHe said “Never wait or hesitate
Get in kid, before it’s too late
You may never get another chance
‘Cos youth a mask but it don’t last
live it long and live it fast”
Georgie was a friend of mineOh Georgie stay, don’t go away
Georgie please stay you take our breath away
Oh Georgie stay, don’t go away
Georgie please stay you take our breath away
Oh Georgie stay, don’t go away
Georgie, Georgie please stay you take our breath away
Oh Georgie stay20 July, 2008 at 10:14 pm #139739KING CRIMSON
I need to feel your heartbeat heartbeat
so close
feels like mine
all mine
I need to feel your heartbeat heartbeat
so close it feels like mine
all mine…
I remember the feeling
my hands in your hair
hands in your hair
I remember the feeling
of the rhythm we made
the rhythm we made
I need to land sometime
right next to you
feel your heartbeat heartbeat
right next to me…..21 July, 2008 at 4:31 pm #139740Oh my baby baby
I love you more than I can tell
I don’t think I can live without you
And I know that I never will
Oh my baby baby
I want you so it scares me to death
I can’t say anymore than I love you
Everything else is a waste of breathI want you
You had your fun you dont get well no more
I want you
Your fingernails go dragging down the wall
Be careful darling you might fall
I want you
I woke up and one of us was crying
I want you
You said young man I do believe you’re dying
I want you
If you need a second opinion as you seem to do these days
I want you
You can look in my eyes and you can count the ways
I want you
Did you mean to tell me but seem to forget
I want you
Since when were you so generous and inarticulate
I want you
It’s the stupid details that my heart is breaking for
It’s the way your shoulders shake and what they’re shaking for
I want you
It’s knowing that he knows you now after only guessing
It’s the thought of him undressing you or you undressing
I want you
He tossed some tatty compliment your way
I want you
And you were fool enough to love it when he said
I want you
I want you
The truth cant hurt you it’s just like the dark
It scares you witless
But in time you see things clear and stark
I want you
Go on and hurt me then we’ll let it drop
I want you
I’m afraid I won’t know where to stop
I want you
I’m not ashamed to say I cried for you
I want you
I want to know the things you did that we do too
I want you
I want to hear he pleases you more than I do
I want you
I might as well be useless for all it means to you
I want you
Did you call his name out as he held you down
I want you
Oh no my darling not with that clown
I want you
I want you
You’ve had your fun you don’t get well no more
I want you
No one who wants you could want you more
I want you
I want you
I want you
Every night when I go off to bed and when I wake up
I want you
I’m going to say it once again til I instill it
I’m going.. I’m going to feel this way until you kill it
I want you
I want you
I want you21 July, 2008 at 5:50 pm #139741@cath 55 wrote:
jsut for pats x
In these days of changing ways
so called liberated days
a story comes to mind of a friend of mineGeorgie boy was gay I guess
nothin’ more or nothin’ less
the kindest guy I ever knewHis mother’s tears fell in vain
the afternoon George tried to explain
that he needed love like all the restPa said there must be a mistake
how can my son not be straight
after all I’ve said and done for himLeavin’ home on a Greyhound bus
cast out by the ones he loves
A victim of these gay days it seemsGeorgie went to New York town
where he quickly settled down
and soon became the toast of the great white wayAccepted by Manhattan’s elite
in all the places that were chic
No party was complete without GeorgeAlong the boulevards he’d cruise
and all the old queens blew a fuse
Everybody loved Georgie boyThe last time I saw George alive
was in the summer of seventy-five
he said he was in love I said I’m pleasedGeorge attended the opening night
of another Broadway hype
but split before the final curtain fellDeciding to take a short cut home
arm in arm they meant no wrong
A gentle breeze blew down Fifth AvenueOut of a darkened side street came
a New Jersey gang with just one aim
to roll some innocent passer-by
There ensued a fearful fight
screams rang out in the night
Georgie’s head hit a sidewalk cornerstoneA leather kid, a switchblade knife
He did not intend to take his life
He just pushed his luck a little too far that nightThe sight of blood dispersed the gang
A crowd gathered, the police came
An ambulance screamed to a halt on Fifty-third and ThirdGeorgie’s life ended there
but I ask who really cares
George once said to me and I quoteHe said “Never wait or hesitate
Get in kid, before it’s too late
You may never get another chance
‘Cos youth a mask but it don’t last
live it long and live it fast”
Georgie was a friend of mineOh Georgie stay, don’t go away
Georgie please stay you take our breath away
Oh Georgie stay, don’t go away
Georgie please stay you take our breath away
Oh Georgie stay, don’t go away
Georgie, Georgie please stay you take our breath away
Oh Georgie stay:D :D :D
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