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12-21-2004, 04:48 PM
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Join Date: Oct 2003
Location: your house
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Listening to Splashdown - "All Things"
Every thief knows to stash his earnings.
Convenience is honey where flies in their pleasures drown.
Into the end, but not like this...
Pleasure's overrated anyhow.
Shame about that band. Fucking record companies.
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A thousand cups of wine do not suffice when true friends meet, but half a sentence is too much when there is no meeting of minds.
--Chinese proverb
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12-21-2004, 11:23 PM
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Join Date: Oct 2003
Posts: 341
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The Spits- Bring
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"The great aim of education is not knowledge but action." -Herbert Spencer
"I wanna skin me some fetuses and hang 'em, then chase them with hedgeclippers!" - Ice
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12-22-2004, 08:58 PM
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#2653
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Join Date: Aug 2004
Posts: 261
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T.S.O.L.-Change Today(a must have!)
Red Shadows
Something has changed today
everything is outta place
you said you had to go
cause you saw the red shadow
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12-23-2004, 04:30 AM
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Join Date: May 2004
Location: Seattle
Posts: 408
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Granny-double heee!!!!!!!
.bp.-copycat, you! In case you weren't aware, there IS more than one song that they've done!
The Good Times Are Killing Me-Modest Mouse
"The good times are killing me...
Here we go!
Got dirt, got air, got water and I know you can carry on.
Shrug off shortsighted false excitement and oh what can I say?
Have one, have twenty more "one mores" and oh it does not relent.
The good times are killing me.
Kick butt, buzz-cut dickheads who didn't like what I said.
The good times are killing me.
Jaws clenching tight, we talked all night, oh but what the hell did we say?
The good times are killing me.
Fed up with all that LSD.
Need more sleep than coke or methamphetamines.
Late nights with warm, warm whiskey.
I guess the good times they were all just killing me.
Got dirt, got air, got water and I know you can carry on.
The good times are killing me.
Enough hair of the dog to make myself an entire rug.
The good times are killing me.
Have one, have twenty more "one mores" and oh it does not relent.
The good times are killing me.
Shit-kicker city slickers who all wanted me dead.
The good times are killing me.
Get sucked in and stuck in late nights with more folks that I don't know.
The good times are killing me.
The good times are killing me."
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I don't mean to sound bitter, cold, or cruel, but I am, so that's how it comes out.
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12-23-2004, 04:44 AM
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Join Date: Dec 2004
Location: Melbourne Australia
Posts: 1
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Been listenning to all sorts today but right now I've got Zak Wylde's Black Label Society playing... :twisted:
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12-23-2004, 04:59 AM
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Join Date: May 2004
Location: Seattle
Posts: 408
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"Love Rhymes With Hideous Car Wreck"-Blood Brothers
"those tire tracks
zigzag your torso like the devil's self-portrait
Th car accident
The skin graft treatment
The flower baskets
The wincing relatives
(You bid her farwell then you got in you car
And that's the last thing that you can recall)
And when they pulled you out
You didn't know your name
Exploding semi-truck
It blurred your face in flame
(You met Jane four years ago today
Dancing at some vomit-stained frat party)
Her newspaper gown
Glowing headlight brown
Her violent gypsy dance
Her tired underpants
Love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love
Rhymes with pity now
Love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love
Rhymes with sympathy now
Jane let you touch her and feel her
And she was so free like a pineapple in a tree
You said it's dangerous to be so intimate
You said it's dangerous, dangerous, dangerous...
Jane said when she laid on her back,
And the sun hit her body like an ugly landscape...
But some things never get better
Like used cars and bad livers
So you traded her in
For a better looking brand
One with fake porno tits
A pad lock on her lips
A disposable tan
And biodegradable hands
And back at the hospital,
You've got no visitors at all
She visits you in your sleep
But that newspaper gown is always on fire
She met him a week after you left her
When you tossed her touch to the garbage collector
He talked her out of her skirt in his beer-soaked apartment
And they did all the things you never said you wanted
And the sirens are laughing underneath your skull
And your thoughts are turning dull, callous and cold
Yesterday you gave your burden a name
Yesterday you gave your burden a face
But your burden,
It looks a lot like her
Love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love
Love rhymes with pity now
Love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love
Love rhymes with sympathy now
Love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love..."
Believe it or not, this is actually a "pop" song
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12-23-2004, 05:12 AM
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Join Date: May 2004
Location: Seattle
Posts: 408
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"Teen Heat"-Blood Brothers
"I wanna tell you about the Fifth Horseman of the Apocalypse.
C'mon and watch him spread his legs and birth another diva.
Prommageddon pit, smash hit!
Prommageddon, chart topper!
Your song is gold like the color of piss!
Your song is gold like the color of piss!
The Fifth Horseman stuffs the radio (oh oh oh..oh oh)
with singles until it's sick to it's stomach. (oh oh oh..oh oh)
He scouts the dumpsters for a cobweb guitar
to polish into a superstar,
finds the gurgle of a skeleton without love,
and turns it into a commercial.
Prommageddon pit, smash hit!
Prommageddon, chart topper!
Your song is gold like the color of piss!
Your song is gold like the color of piss!
He shaves his sideburns into dollar signs,
he mingles with the band,
his mustache made of vines.
A hot tub stuffed with gorgeous ass? (We want it!)
Bronzed lips? Mouth full of cash? (We need it!)
A sizzling tan? Life of the party? (We want it!)
A full-length mirror for every inch of your body?
We need it!
And when he steals your teen heat
it sounds a lot like...
(eeh, eh, ah, ooh, aah, eeh, eh, ah, ooh, aah...)
So store your songs here
in the Prommageddon pit
because the kids are spoiled rich
and they don't know shit from shit."
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12-23-2004, 05:29 AM
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Join Date: Oct 2003
Location: nomad
Posts: 336
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snow patrol - run
it's not gothic or whatever, but I like that song. I think I like most songs om their Final Straw album.
run
I'll sing it one last time for you
Then we really have to go
You've been the only thing that's right
In all i've done.
And I can barely look at you
But every single time I do
I know we'll make it anywhere
Anywhere from here
Light up, Light up
As if you have a choice
Even if you cannot hear my voice
I'll be right beside you dear
Louder, louder
And we'll run for our lives
I can hardly speak I understand
Why you can't raise your voice to say
To think I might not see those eyes
It makes it so hard not to cry
And as we say our long goodbyes
I nearly do.
Light up, light up
As if you have a choice
Even if you cannot hear my voice
I'll be right beside you dear
Louder, louder
And we'll run for our lives
I can hardly speak I understand
Why you can't raise your voice to say
Slower, slower
We don't have time for that
All I want is to find an easier way
To get out of our little heads
Have heart my dear
We're bound to be afraid
Even if it's just for a few days
Making up for all this mess.
Light up, light up
As if you have a choice
Even if you cannot hear my voice
I'll be right beside you dear
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Mark Twain
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12-24-2004, 12:37 PM
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Join Date: Oct 2003
Posts: 341
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Originally Posted by Loy
.bp.-copycat, you! In case you weren't aware, there IS more than one song that they've done!
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Gah, I'M the copycat?! I seem to remember the very lyrics you posted being the title of a message sent to you not too long ago.
Besides, I can only download like three of their songs or so. You have their CDs, you should be listening to something different. :P
Concrete Blonde - Bloodletting
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"I wanna skin me some fetuses and hang 'em, then chase them with hedgeclippers!" - Ice
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12-24-2004, 01:00 PM
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Join Date: Oct 2004
Posts: 517
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A3--Mao Tse-Tung
Love is the only weapon? Shit! Bullshit!
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12-24-2004, 01:06 PM
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Join Date: Dec 2004
Posts: 150
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Ever Dream - Nightwish
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12-25-2004, 04:33 PM
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Join Date: May 2004
Location: Seattle
Posts: 408
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.bp.-but you wouldn't have even heard of the Spits if I hadn't pointed them out to you. So in fact, YOU are copying ME! :P
listening to "Wake Up!" by Les Savy Fav
"This house is and ancient tomb
Be warned, be warned, be warned.
Born in 1974
With the blood stains on the door.
This house is a monument
You see, you see, you see.
Erect in 1983
In memory of what you’ve done to me.
This house is a freight train
And it’s mine, it’s mine, it’s mine.
Back in 1989
They found my body on the Morris–Essex line.
A cord, accord,
A car, a call
The hospital said it would gladly repay it all.
I’m born, I’m bored,
I’m not at all.
This body Needs an overhaul.
The blast from the cannon
Was more than they could take.
Ever since that summer
They’ve been something of a flake.
We pray for them at dinner,
We pray for them at dawn,
We pray that when they grow up
That they’ll be dead and gone
We pray that they will pass us by
But they keep coming on.
A cord, accord,
A car, a call
The hospital said it would gladly repay it all.
I’m born, I’m bored,
I’m not at all.
This body Needs an overhaul.
Wake up!
Wake up!
Wake up!
Wake up!
Wake up I’m coming over.
Watch the way the milk has curdled in the cradle.
There’s a rattle underneath the kitchen table.
Were ignoring it as best as we are able.
But the air in there is static and unstable.
Theres a rapping at the door."
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12-25-2004, 10:29 PM
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Join Date: Oct 2003
Location: Dublin, California
Posts: 372
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Dark Tranquillity - Punish My Heaven from "The Gallery" album....mind bending riffage...
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12-26-2004, 02:26 PM
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Join Date: Jan 2004
Location: absofuckinglutely nowhere
Posts: 1,051
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right now: screaming.
lots of incomprehensible screaming.
later i'll probably listen to one of a few cd's i compiled.
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12-26-2004, 05:20 PM
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Join Date: Mar 2004
Location: Netherlands
Posts: 99
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Some weird shit they are playing here in this internet cafe.
And it is really gettin on my nerves. Maybe i should start biting people. LOL :lol:
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12-26-2004, 09:19 PM
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Join Date: Oct 2003
Location: Dublin, California
Posts: 372
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what should be the album of the year...Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds' Abattoir Blues & The Lyre of Orpheus
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12-27-2004, 04:06 AM
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Join Date: Sep 2004
Location: Athens, Greece
Posts: 664
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Ordo Rosarius Equilibrio - Entering the masturbatory
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Pain is inevitable. Suffering is optional.
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12-27-2004, 07:17 AM
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Join Date: Dec 2004
Location: Finland
Posts: 3
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This moment is Lacrimosa-copycat.
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12-27-2004, 04:39 PM
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Join Date: Oct 2003
Posts: 341
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Loy,
yeah, but you wouldn't be listening to that very song recently (or posting those very same lyrics) unless I brang up it's awesomeness in a message to you first.
...unless, of course, you believe in fate and serendipity and all that mumbo jumbo. :D
Beck - Nobody's Fault But My Own
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"The great aim of education is not knowledge but action." -Herbert Spencer
"I wanna skin me some fetuses and hang 'em, then chase them with hedgeclippers!" - Ice
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12-27-2004, 05:04 PM
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Violent Femmes, Kiss Off
Later Pearl Jam, Better Man...again.
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12-27-2004, 05:14 PM
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the creaking sound of my sanity splitting..soon to fall away completely, brought on by a four year old boy and a two year old boy running up and down the house with brand new beeping buzzing bouncing christmas presents whilst their parents are at work.
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12-27-2004, 05:37 PM
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Join Date: Jan 2004
Location: absofuckinglutely nowhere
Posts: 1,051
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g n'r - "november rain"
later.....maybe trace adkins - "there's a girl in texas"
yeah, yeah, yeah.....shut it.
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12-27-2004, 09:43 PM
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Join Date: Oct 2003
Location: Dublin, California
Posts: 372
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OTFW...you've inspired me...
"Civil War" by Loy's favorite band....G.'n R.
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12-28-2004, 01:09 AM
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Join Date: Sep 2004
Location: Athens, Greece
Posts: 664
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rammstein - sonne
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12-28-2004, 04:33 PM
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Join Date: Jan 2004
Location: absofuckinglutely nowhere
Posts: 1,051
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OTFW...you've inspired me...
"Civil War" by Loy's favorite band....G.'n R.
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heh. nice to know i'm good for somethin' around here.
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