Renard - Gabberstag
Hey you buttfucker do you want to get your fuck on?
This a stag party where we fuck from dusk til dawn.
Yup, that's pretty much it XD
So funny <3
Put on those shades
And wave to yesterday
The sunlight hurts my eyes
Solsbury Hill by Peter Gabriel wrote:"Son," he said "Grab your things,
I've come to take you home."
[...]
"Hey" I said "You can keep my things,
they've come to take me home."
Gee Whiz by Buck 65 wrote:Well, believe me I've tried but there's no explaining,
Eyes piled up you look like a painting,
Saintly and sexy, the soft-spoken wind blows,
Uncertain curtains cover broken windows,
In desperate need of a safe haven and inflamed,
A walk around Paris, unshaven and ashamed,
20 odd years since last time I slow danced,
Teenage crisis and the end of romance,
Effigy by Andrew Bird wrote:If you come to find me affable
And build a replica for me
Would the idea to you be laughable
Of a pale facsimile
So when you come to burn an effigy
It should keep the flies away
When you learn to burn this effigy
It should be
For the hours that slip away
It could be you, it could be me
Working the door, drinking for free
Carrying on with your conspiracies
Filling the room with a sense of unease
Fake conversations on a nonexistent telephone
Like the words of a man who's spent a little too much time alone
When one has spent too much time alone...
So if you come to burn my effigy
It should keep the flies away
When you learn to burn an effigy it should be
Of a man whose lost his way, slips away
One Foot by fun. wrote:I happen to stumble upon a chapel last night.
And I can't help but back up when I think of what happens inside.
I got friends locked in boxes, that's no way to live.
What you call a sin isn't up to them.
After all, after all I thought we were all your children,
But I will die for my own sins thanks a lot.
We'll rise up ourselves thanks for nothing at all,
so up off the ground, our fore fathers are nothing but dust now.
Headhunterz - From Within wrote:Feel the rhythm from within
Feel it under your skin
Every moment, every hour, every minute getting louder
When the rhythm has to come
Let your heart be the drum
Every second of your life is a part of your song
If these were the last beats of my heart, I would dance to them
Secrets and darkness
I can't escape this
Disease eating at my mind
The untamed side of me
My own enemy
I hold in a prison inside
A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z
Now I know my ABC's next time wont you sing with me
Jokeblue wrote:You fool. You've doomed the Spam thread to yet another, inevitable :3 spam.
All around me are familiar faces
Worn out places, worn out faces
Bright and early for their daily races
Going nowhere, going nowhere
And their tears are filling up their glasses
No expression, no expression
Hide my head I want to drown my sorrow
No tomorrow, no tomorrow
And I find it kind of funny
I find it kind of sad
The dreams in which I'm dying
Are the best I've ever had
I find it hard to tell you
'Cause I find it hard to take
When people run in circles
It's a very, very
Mad world
Children waiting for the day they feel good
Happy birthday, happy birthday
Made to feel the way that every child should
Sit and listen, sit and listen
Went to school and I was very nervous
No one knew me, no one knew me
Hello teacher tell me what's my lesson
Look right through me, look right through me
And I find it kind of funny
I find it kind of sad
The dreams in which I'm dying
Are the best I've ever had
I find it hard to tell you
'Cause I find it hard to take
When people run in circles
It's a very, very
Mad world
California Dreamin' by The Mamas and the Papas wrote:All the leaves are brown and the sky is gray.
I've been for a walk on a winter's day.
I'd be safe and warm if I was in L.A.;
California dreamin' on such a winter's day.
Stopped in to a church I passed along the way.
Well I got down on my knees and I pretend to pray.
You know the preacher liked the cold;
He knows I'm gonna stay.
California dreamin' on such a winter's day.
All the leaves are brown and the sky is gray.
I've been for a walk on a winter's day.
If I didn't tell her I could leave today;
California dreamin' on such a winter's day.
California dreamin' on such a winter's day.
California dreamin' on such a winter's day.
Spatter the stars
Douse their luminosity
With our amniotic retch
Promulgating the birth
Of another Hell on Earth
Shadows gather poisoned henna for the flesh
A necrotic cattle brand
The hissing downfall pentagram
Carven deep upon the church doors of the damned
But no Passover is planned
A great renewal growls at hand
And only when they're running
Will they come to understand...
So ends the pitiful reign of Man
When the moon exhales
Behind a veil
Of widowhood and clouds
On a Biblical scale
We raise the stakes
To silhouette the impaled
Crowds...
Within this kissed disembowel arena
A broken seal on an ancient curse
Unleashes beasts from the seismic breach
With lightning reach and genocidal thirst
Mountains of archaos theories
In collision as at planetary dawn
Apocalypse's razorbacks
Beat wings on glass as thunder cracks
Unfurled across a world hurled to the black
Cthulhu dawn
Shatter the glass house
Wherein spirits breathe out
Halitosis of the soul
From a recking abscess
Plague of far righteousness
All fates hang in the balance
Mocking crucified dolls
An inquisition ours
When the Sun goes out our powers
Will extend throughout Heaven like Asphodel
As they have for countless lustrum
In dark Midian accustoned
To burning effigies of our enemies well
So begins the sibilant world Death knell...
When a corpse wind howls
And awakes from drowse
The scheming dead freed
Of gossamer shrouds
We gorgonise eyes
Of the storm aroused
Red...
Blinding time
All lines dine on this instance
A melting spool of beggar, negative frames
The skies teem alive, to watch die
Mankind hauled to fable in vast tenement graves...
We breakfast is e
Viricide Filly wrote:Daft Punk - Musique
Musique
Musique
Musique
Musique
Musique
x92
Beautiful, is it not?
Modulate wrote:Robots
Robots
Robots
Robots
Robots
Robots
Robots
Robots
Robots
Robots
Robots
Robots
Robots
Robots
Robots
Of your soul
Robots in Control
Robots in Control
Robots in Control
Of your life, of your soul
x(Ihavenoidea. I'mrockingthedancefloorwaytoohardtocare)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ItQnUW61uoM
We breakfast is e
eery wrote:fuck you and your big e.
My Heart Stood Still by Frank Sinatra wrote:I took one look at you;
That's all I meant to do.
And then...and then my heart stood still.
My feet could step and walk;
My lips could move and talk...and talk,
And yet...and yet my heart stood still.
Though not a single word was spoken
(Not a single word was spoken)
I could tell you knew you knew (yeah).
That unfelt clasp of hands
Told me so well, yeah...
I never lived at all until the thrill of that
Moment when my heart stood still, yeah -
And I never lived at all until the thrill
Of that moment when my heart stood still..
Once Was A Time I Thought by The Mamas & the Papas wrote:Once was a time I thought that love could be sold or bought
And everything found a place for me.
The fashion of passion I rationed with caution
Because of the notion the potion of passion
Had never been passed to me.
But since it was Sunday and sunny I went for a stroll.
But peanuts and pigeons and people put me in a hole.
A blessing refreshing in you did unfold,
Dispelling depressing distressing salt from my soul.
Once was a time I thought that love could be sold or bought
And everything found a place for me.
The fashion of passion I rationed with caution
Because of the notion the potion of passion
Had never been passed to me.
But now with you by my side,
I find that I feel so satisfied,
Somebody must have lied to me.
Callenby wrote:Am I the only one taking this thread seriously? OH WELL. DON'T CARE.My Heart Stood Still by Frank Sinatra wrote:I took one look at you;
That's all I meant to do.
And then...and then my heart stood still.
My feet could step and walk;
My lips could move and talk...and talk,
And yet...and yet my heart stood still.
Though not a single word was spoken
(Not a single word was spoken)
I could tell you knew you knew (yeah).
That unfelt clasp of hands
Told me so well, yeah...
I never lived at all until the thrill of that
Moment when my heart stood still, yeah -
And I never lived at all until the thrill
Of that moment when my heart stood still..
Pretty straightforward little love song. Actually I prefer The Mamas & the Papas version, even if it is more condensed.Once Was A Time I Thought by The Mamas & the Papas wrote:Once was a time I thought that love could be sold or bought
And everything found a place for me.
The fashion of passion I rationed with caution
Because of the notion the potion of passion
Had never been passed to me.
But since it was Sunday and sunny I went for a stroll.
But peanuts and pigeons and people put me in a hole.
A blessing refreshing in you did unfold,
Dispelling depressing distressing salt from my soul.
Once was a time I thought that love could be sold or bought
And everything found a place for me.
The fashion of passion I rationed with caution
Because of the notion the potion of passion
Had never been passed to me.
But now with you by my side,
I find that I feel so satisfied,
Somebody must have lied to me.
THAT RHYMING AND ALLITERATION. Also, I love the last line that makes the whole thing end on such an unexpected yet powerful note.
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