(no subject)
Close your eyes and begin to relax. Take a deep breath, and let it out
slowly. Concentrate on your breathing. With each breath you become more
relaxed. Imagine a brilliant white light above you, focusing on this light as
it flows through your body. Allow yourself to drift off as you fall deeper and
deeper into a more relaxed state of mind. Now as I count backward from ten to
one, you will fill more peaceful, and calm. Ten. Nine. Eight. Seven. Six. You
will enter a safe place where nothing can harm you. Five. Four. Three. Two. If
at any time you need to came back, all you must do is open your eyes. One."
Safe in the light that surrounds me
Free of the fear and the pain
My subconscious mind
Starts spinning through time
To rejoin the past once again
Nothing seems real
I`m starting to feel
Lost in the haze of a dream
And as I draw near
The scene becomes clear
Like watching my life on a screen
Hello Victoria so glad to see you
My friend...
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in pitch dark i go walking in your landscape.
broken branches trip me as i speak.
just because you feel it doesnt mean it's there.
just because you feel it doesnt mean it's there.
there's always a siren
singing you to shipwreck.
(don't reach out, don't reach out)
steer away from these rocks
we'd be a walking disaster.
(don't reach out, don't reach out)
just because you feel it doesn't mean it's there.
(there's someone on your shoulder)
just because you feel it doesn't mean it's there.
(there's someone on your shoulder)
why so green and lonely?
heaven sent you to me.
we are accidents
waiting waiting to happen.
we are accidents
waiting waiting to happen.
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Hey Brother Christian with your high and might errand,
Your actions speak so loud, I can't hear a word you're saying.
Hey Sister Bleeding Heart with all of your compassion,
Your labors soothe the hurt but can't assuage temptation.
Hey man of science with your perfect rules of measure,
Can you improve this place with the data that you gather?
Hey Mother Mercy can your loins bear fruit forever?
Is your fecundity a trammel or a treasure?
And I want to conquer the world,
Give all the idiots a brand new religion,
Put an end to poverty, uncleanliness and toil,
Promote equality in all my decisions
With a quick wink of the eye
And a "God you must be joking!"
Hey Mr. Diplomat with your worldly aspirations,
Did you see the children cry when you left them at the station?
Hey moral soldier you've got righteous proclamation,
And precious tomes to fuel your pulpy conflagrations.
And I want to conquer the world,
Give all the idiots a brand new religion,
Put an end to poverty, uncleanliness and toil,
Promote equality in all of my decisions
I want to conquer the world,
Expose the culprits and feed them to the children,
I'll do away with air pollution and then all save the whales,
We'll have peace on earth and global communion.
I want to conquer the world!
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Look me in the eye
Then, tell me that I'm satisfied
Was you satisfied?
Look me in the eye
Then, tell me that I'm satisfied
Hey, are you satisfied?
And it goes so slowly on
Everything I've ever wanted
Tell me what's wrong
Look me in the eye
And tell me that I'm satisfied
Were you satisfied?
Look me in the eye
Then, tell me I'm satisfied
And now are you satisfied?
Everything goes
Well, anything goes all of the time
Everything you dream of
Is right in front of you
And everything is a lie
Look me in the eye
And tell me that I'm satisfed
Look me in the eye
Unsatisfied
I'm so, I'm so unsatisfied
I'm so dissatisfied
I'm so, I'm so unsatisfied
I'm so unsatisfied
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war for race church and state or just for hate annihilate oppress enslave pollute and waste rape and bum with no concern til all is spent all races creeds religious secrets or governments people suck destroy the earth with greed and thirst to come in first power sick with envy lust and genocide do you need another fucking reason why people suck i'll say it to your face fuck you you fuckin fuck i hate the human race fuck you you fuckin fuck its just a useless waste fuck you you fuckin fuck 'cause im a human racist and people fuckin suck it is no surprise you close your eyes and hope it goes away when will you realize power corrups and that will never change don't believe the lie that there can be any peace or unity humanity must die then there will finally be equality
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Perhaps one of the most interesting words in the English language today is the word 'fuck'. Out of all the English words that begin with the letter F, 'fuck' is the only word that is referred to as "the f word". It's the one magical word. Just by its sound can describe pain, pleasure, hate and love. 'Fuck', as most words in the English language, is derived from German. The word fleichen which means to strike.
In English, 'fuck' falls into many grammatical categories:
As a transitive verb for instance: "John fucked Shirley".
As an intransitive verb: "Shirley fucks".
It's meaning's not always sexual:
It can be used as an adjective, such as "John's doing all the fucking work".
As part of an adverb: "Shirley talks too fucking much".
As an adverb enhancing an adjective: "Shirley is fucking beautiful".
As a noun: "I don't give a fuck".
As part of a word: "Absofuckinglutely", or: "Infuckingcredible", and, as almost every word in the sentence: "Fuck the fucking fuckers".
As you must realise, there aren't too many words with the versatility of 'fuck'. As in these examples describing situations such as:
Fraud: "I got fucked at the used car lot".
Dismay: "Aww fuck it!"
Trouble: "I guess I'm really fucked now".
Aggression: "Don't fuck with me buddy!"
Difficulty: "I don't understand this fucking question".
Inquiry: "Who the fuck was that?"
Dissatisfaction: "I don't like what the fuck is going on here".
Incompetence: "He's a fuck off".
Dismissal: "Why don't you go outside and play hide and go fuck yourself?"
I'm sure you can think of many more examples. With all of of these multi-purpose applications, how can anyone be offended when you use the word? We say, use this unique flexible word more often in your daily speech. It will identify the quality of your character immediately. Say it loudly and proudly: "FUCK YOU!"
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(brian regan's poptart routine)
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I was down at the New Amsterdam staring
at this yellow-haired girl
Mr. Jones strikes up a conversation with this
black- haired flamenco dancer
She dances while his father plays guitar
She's suddenly beautiful
We all want something beautiful
man I wish I was beautiful
So come dance this silence down through the morning
Cut up, Maria! Show me some of them Spanish dances
Pass me a bottle, Mr. Jones
Believe in me
Help me believe in anything
cause I want to be someone who believes
Mr. Jones and me tell each other fairy tales
and we st are at the beautiful women
"She's looking at you. Ah, no, no, she's looking at me."
Smiling in the bright lights
Coming through in stereo
When everybody loves you, you can never be lonely
I will paint my picture
Paint myself in blue and red and black and gray
All of the beautiful colors are very very meaningful
Gray is my favorite color
I felt so symbolic yesterday
If I knew Picasso
I would buy myself a gray guitar and play
Mr. Jones and me look into the future
Stare at the beautiful women
"She's looking at you.
, I don't think so. She's looking at me."
Standing in the spotlight
I bought myself a gray guitar
When everybody loves me, I will never be lonely
I will never be lonely
I will never be lonely
I want to be a lion
Everybody wants to pass as cats
We all want to be big big stars, but we all got different
reasons for that
Believe in me because I don't believe in anything
and I want to be someone to believe
Mr. Jones and me stumbling through the barrio
Yeah we stare at the beautiful women
"She's perfect for you, Man, there's got to be
somebody for me."
I want to be Bob Dylan
Mr. Jones wishes he was someone just a little more
funky
When everybody loves you, son, that's just about as
funky as you can be
Mr. Jones and me staring at the video
when I look at the television, I want to see me staring
right back at me
We all want to be big stars, but we don't know why
and we don't know how
But when everybody loves me, I'm going to be just
about as happy as I can be
Mr. Jones and me, we're gonna be big stars...
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Fred sits alone
at his desk in the dark
there's an awkward
young shadow that waits in the hall
he has cleared all his things
and he's put them in boxes
things that remind him
that life has been good
twenty five years
he's worked at the paper
a man's here
to take him downstairs
and "I'm sorry,
Mr. Jones, it's time"
there was no party
and there were no songs
cause today's just a day
like the day that he started
and no one is left here
that knows his first name
yeah and life barrels on
like a runaway train
where the passengers change
they don't change anything
you get off
someone else can get on
and "I'm sorry,
Mr. Jones, it's time"
the streetlight
it shines through the shades
casting lines on the floor
and lines on his face
he reflects on the day
Fred gets his paints out
and goes to the basement
projecting some slides
onto a plain white canvas
and traces it,
fills in the spaces
he turns off the slides
and it doesn't look right
yeah, and all of these bastards
have taken his place
he's forgotten, but not yet gone
and "I'm sorry, Mr. Jones"
and "I'm sorry, Mr. Jones"
and "I'm sorry, Mr. Jones, it's time"
"John McCrea of Cake y'all
People have asked me what this song is about before - i'm sorry, i'm sorry, that's not cool to stop in the middle of a song, but I was just going to tell you, uh, yeah, I was asked about it a lot, and I didn't want to make a big hairy deal out of it cause I just wanted the song, to speak for itself, but the song was about when I was in high school, uh, me and my girlfriend had to get an abortion, and, uh, it was a very sad thing, and um, I didn't really want to write this song from any kind of political standpoint, or make a statement, I just wanted to reflect, uh, what it feels like, so if anyone, uh, has gone through it before, then yeah."
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I feel the pain of everyone
Then I feel nothing
I feel the pain of everyone
Then I feel nothing
I feel the pain of everyone
Then I feel nothing
I feel the pain of everyone
Then I feel nothing
Is it up to me ?
You won't wait to see
Screwed us both again
About as close as you dare
I feel the pain of everyone
Then I feel nothing
I feel the pain of everyone
Then I feel nothing
Is it up to me ?
You won't wait to see
Screwed us yet again
About as close as you dare
Hey now, take it back
Get off me, you're sad
Trailin' on your scene
Just try and keep it clean
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Disarm you with a smile
And cut you like you want me to
Cut that little child
Inside of me and such a part of you
Ooh, the years burn
I used to be a little boy
So old in my shoes
And what i choose is my choice
What's a boy supposed to do?
The killer in me is the killer in you
My love
I send this smile over to you
Disarm you with a smile
And leave you like they left me here
To wither in denial
The bitterness of one who's left alone
Oh, the years burn
Oh, the years burn, burn, burn
I used to be a little boy
So old in my shoes
And what I choose is my voice
What's a boy supposed to do?
The killer in me is the killer in you
My love
I send this smile over to you
The killer in me is the killer in you
Send this smile over to you
The killer in me is the killer in you
Send this smile over to you
The killer in me is the killer in you
Send this smile over to you
:)