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12 February, 2006 at 6:48 am #139067
From the ice-age to the dole-age
There is but one concern
I have just discovered :Some girls are bigger than others
Some girls are bigger than others
Some girl’s mothers are bigger than other girl’s mothersSome girls are bigger than others
Some girls are bigger than others
Some girl’s mothers are bigger than other girl’s mothersAs Anthony said to Cleopatra
As he opened a crate of ale :
“Oh I say…”
Some girls are bigger than others
Some girls are bigger than others
Some girl’s mothers are bigger than other girl’s mothersSome girls are bigger than others
Some girls are bigger than others
Some girl’s mothers are bigger than other girl’s mothersSend me the pillow …
The one that you dream on …
Send me the pillow …
The one that you dream on …And I’ll send you mine ..
The Smiths
11 February, 2006 at 6:30 pm #189271You are most like Frodo. You’re very friendly, and you have a great personality. Although you like to have fun, you can also be pretty serious at times. It’s pretty hard to get you mad, but once you’re mad…everybody better look out! Keep that temper under control and realize that you’re better off than you may think.
:roll:
10 February, 2006 at 11:17 pm #139064Love Street
She lives on Love Street
Lingers looooooooooong on Love Street :P
She has a house and garden
I would like to see what happensShe has robes and she has monkeys
Lazy diamond studded flunkies
She has wisdom and knows what to do
She has me and she has youShe has wisdom and knows what to do
She has me and she has youI see you live on Love Street
There’s this store where the creatures meet
I wonder what they do in there
Summer Sunday and a year
I guess I like it fine, so farShe lives on Love Street
Lingers loooooooooooooooooooooooong on Love Street :P
She has a house and garden
I would like to see what happens
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, La, la, la, la, la, la, la :D/
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, La, la, la, la, la, la, la :D/The Doors
7 February, 2006 at 2:40 am #190540Pride and Wrath of all things ranked high for me :shock:
Most curious :?
6 February, 2006 at 8:32 pm #139062The Boy In The Bubble
It was a slow day
And the sun was beating on the soldiers by the side of the road
There was a bright light
A shattering of shop windows
The bomb in the baby carriage was wired to the radioThese are the days of miracle and wonder
This is the long distance call
The way the camera follows us in slo-mo
The way we look to us all
The way we look to a distant constellation
That’s dying in a corner of the sky
These are the days of miracle and wonder
And don’t cry baby
Don’t cry
Don’t cryIt was a dry wind
And it swept across the desert
And it curled into the circle of birth
And the dead sand
Falling on the children
The mothers and the fathers
And the automatic earthThese are the days of miracle and wonder
This is the long distance call
The way the camera follows us in slo-mo
The way we look to us all
Oh yeah
The way we look to a distant constellation
That’s dying in a corner of the sky
These are the days of miracle and wonder
And don’t cry baby
Don’t cry
Don’t cryIt’s a turn-around jump shot
It’s everybody jump start
It’s every generation throws a hero up the pop charts
Medicine is magical and magical is art
Think on The Boy In The Bubble
And the baby with the baboon heartAnd I believe
These are days of lasers in the jungle
Lasers in the jungle somewhere
Staccato signals of constant information
A loose affiliation of millionaires and billionaires and baby
These are the days of miracle and wonder
This is the long distance call
The way the camera follows us in slo-mo
The way we look to us all
Oh yeah
The way we look to a distant constellation
That’s dying in a corner of the sky
These are the days of miracle and wonder
And don’t cry baby
Don’t cry
Don’t cry
Don’t cry…Paul Simon
5 February, 2006 at 6:00 pm #185223What a fantastic display from Scotland today :) .. Brilliant stuff! The French are usually slow to get off the mark and were a tad subdued and out of sorts (Elissalde’s wide conversion kick in the dying moments summing up their day) but take nothing away from the power of the Scottish pack.. pushing and pressing at all times.. Blair and Lamont were immense.. heroic rugby :)
Having watched every side, I do believe Scotland could emulate Wales’ shock success of last year.. who knows?
The Welsh with their honourable brand of bravado rugby were eventually stifled yesterday by the awesome power of the very strong (but somewhat tiresome and still predictable in my book) English.
The Irish (alas) were pedestrian. Just about coping with an Italian side that (thanks to the influence of their French Coach) actually did something whilst in possession of the ball, mixing it well with their tried and tested set piece defensive operations. Some very dubious Ref decisions also put an undeserved gloss to the result. Overall, worrying from Ireland ahead of their trip to Paris next week.
I still can’t see beyond France or England.. and the war of attrition twixt these two heavyweights in Paris on March 12th should be the overall decider. The French (despite today) still possess a fabulous forward line, and the English a huge physical advantage over every side. There will be more upsets along the way though.. tis shaping up to be quite a tournament :)
24 January, 2006 at 9:31 pm #139054enjoy the silence
words like violence
break the silence
come crashing in
into my little world
painful to me
pierce right through me
can’t you understand
oh my little girl
all i ever wanted
all i ever needed
is here in my arms
words are very unnecessary
they can only do harm
vows are spoken
to be broken
feelings are intense
words are trivial
pleasures remain
so does the pain
words are meaningless
and forgettable
all i ever wanted
all i ever needed
is here in my arms
words are very unnecessary
they can only do harm
all i ever wanted
all i ever needed
is here in my arms
words are very unnecessary
they can only do harm
all i ever wanted
all i ever needed
is here in my arms
words are very unnecessary
they can only do harm
depeche mode
21 January, 2006 at 7:21 pm #139049
One Tree HillWe turn away to face the cold, enduring chill
As the day begs the night for mercy love
The sun so bright it leaves no shadows
Only scars
Carved into stone
On the face of earth
The moon is up and over One Tree Hill
We see the sun go down in your eyesYou run like river, on like a sea
You run like a river runs to the seaAnd in the world a heart of darkness
A fire zone
Where poets speak their heart
Then bleed for it
Jara sang – his song a weapon
In the hands of love
You know his blood still cries
From the groundIt runs like a river runs to the sea
It runs like a river to the seaI don’t believe in painted roses
Or bleeding hearts
While bullets rape the night of the merciful
I’ll see you again
When the stars fall from the sky
And the moon has turned red
Over One Tree HillWe run like a river
Run to the sea
We run like a river to the sea
And when it’s raining
Raining hard
That’s when the rain will
Break my heartRaining…raining in the heart
Raining in your heart
Raining…raining to your heart
Raining, raining…raining
Raining to your heart
Raining…raining in your heart
Raining in your heart..
To the seaOh great ocean
Oh great sea
Run to the ocean
Run to the seaU2
21 January, 2006 at 3:44 am #139048ACROBAT
Don’t believe what you hear
Don’t believe what you see
If you just close your eyes
You can feel the enemy
When I first met you girl
You had fire in your soul
What happened your face of melting in snow?
Now it looks like this
And you can swallow
Or you can spit
You can throw it up
Or choke on it
And you can dream
So dream out loud
You know that your time is comin’round
So don’t let the b@stards grind you downNo, nothing makes sense
Nothing seems to fit
I know you’d hit out
If you only knew who to hit
And I’d join the movement
If there was one I could believe in
Yeah I’d break bread and wine
If there was a church I could receive in
‘Cause I need it now
To take the cup
To fill it up
To drink it slow
I can’t let you go
I must be an acrobat
To talk like this
And act like that
And you can dream
So dream out loud
And don’t let the b@stards grind you downOh, it hurts baby
What are we going to do? Now it’s all been said
No new ideas in the house and every book has been readAnd I must be an acrobat
To talk like this
And act like that
And you can dream
So dream out loud
And you can find
Your own way out
And you can build
And I can will
And you can call
I can’t wait until
You can smash
And you can seize
In dreams begin
Responsibilities
And I can love
And I can love
And I know that the tide is turnin’round
So don’t let the b@stards grind you downU2
20 January, 2006 at 10:07 pm #139047Devils & Dust
I got my finger on the trigger
But I don’t know who to trust
When I look into your eyes
There’s just devils and dust
We’re a long long way from home Bobbie
Home’s a long long way from us
I feel a dirty wind blowing
Devils and dustI got God on my side
And I’m just trying to survive
What if what you do to survive
Kills the things you love
Fear’s a powerful thing
It can turn your heart black you can trust
It’ll take your God filled soul
And fill it with devils and dustWell I dreamed of you last night
In a field of blood and stone
The blood began to dry
The smell began to rise
Well I dreamed of you last night Bobbie
In a field of mud and bone
Your blood began to dry
And the smell began to riseWe’ve got God on our side
We’re just trying to survive
What if what you do to survive
Kills the things you love
Fear’s a powerful thing
It’ll turn your heart black you can trust
It’ll take your God filled soul
Fill it with devils and dust
It’ll take your God filled soul
Fill it with devils and dustNow every woman and every man
They wanna take a righteous stand
Find the love that God wills
And the faith that He commands
I’ve got my finger on the trigger
And tonight faith just ain’t enough
When I look inside my heart
There’s just devils and dustBut I’ve got God on my side
And I’m just trying to survive
What if what you do to survive
Kills the things you love
Fear’s a Dangerous thing
It can turn your heart black you can trust
It’ll take your God filled soul
Fill it with devils and dust
Yeah it’ll take your God filled soul
Fill it with devils and dust
Bruce Springsteen
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