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 Posted: Tue Jun 17, 2008 4:27 pm
*puts on some music and starts jamin' to it, singing along* " Dead I am the one, Eteminating son Slipping through the trees, strangling the breeze Dead I am the sky, watching angels cry While they slowly turn, conquering the worm" *starts dancing to the music* "Dig through the ditches, Burn through the witches I slam in the back on my Dragula" *turns up the volume* "Dig through the ditches, Burn through the witches I slam in the back on my Dragula" *turns it up more* "Dead I am the pool, spreading from the fool Weak and want you need, nowhere as you bleed Dead I am the rat, feast upon the cat Tender is the fur, dying as you purr" *starts smiling to the lyrics* "Dig through the ditches, Burn through the witches I slam in the back on my Dragula" *smiles slightly wider* "Dig through the ditches, Burn through the witches I slam in the back on my Dragula" *smiles wider* "Do it baby, Do it baby Do it baby, Do it baby Burn like an animal" *turns it up* "Dead I am the life, dig into the skin Knuckle crack the bone, 21 to win Dead I am the dog, hound of hell you cry Devil on your back, I can never die" *repeats "Dig through the ditches, Burn through the witches I slam in the back on my Dragula" 2 times* "Do it baby, Do it baby Do it baby, Do it baby Burn like an animal" *blasts music*"Dig through the ditches, Burn through the witches I slam in the back on my Dragula" *smiles slightly wider* "Dig through the ditches, Burn through the witches I slam in the back on my Dragula" "Dig through the ditches, Burn through the witches I slam in the back on my Dragula" *smiles slightly wider* "Dig through the ditches, Burn through the witches I slam in the back on my Dragula" "Dig through the ditches, Burn through the witches I slam in the back on my Dragula" *smiles slightly wider* "Dig through the ditches, Burn through the witches I slam in the back on my Dragula." *song ends*
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Posted: Tue Jun 17, 2008 4:29 pm
ohh is this kareoke time... cause i can do that too emo
Well I never once, backed down from a punch.
Well I'd take it square on the chin.
And I found out fast that bully’s just laugh,
When you try and stand up to them.
So I didn't cry when I got a black eye,
As bad as it hurt I just grinned.
But when tough little boys grow up to be dads
They turn into BIG babies again.
Scared me to death, when you took your first steps,
Well I'd fall every time you fell down.
Your first day of school, I cried like a fool, and
I followed your school bus to town.
Well I didn't cry when Old Yeller died,
At least not in front of my friends.
But when tough little boys grow up to be dads
They turn into BIG babies again.
Well I'm a grown man but as strong as I am,
Well sometimes its hard to believe,
How one little girl with little blonde curls,
Can totally terrify me.
If you were to ask my wife would just laugh,
She'd say, "I know all about men,
And how tough little boys grow up to be Dads
They turn into BIG babies again."
Well I know one day I'll give you away,
And I'm gonna stand there and smile.
But when I get home and I'm all alone,
Well I'll sit in your room for a while.
Well I didn't cry when Old Yeller died,
At least not in front of my friends.
But when tough little boys grow up to be dads
They turn into BIG babies again.
When tough little boys grow up to be dads
They turn into BIG babies again.
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Posted: Tue Jun 17, 2008 4:37 pm
I KNOW SONG....japaness songs... IS THAT OK sweatdrop
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Posted: Tue Jun 17, 2008 4:39 pm
*waits for the next song to come on my mix cd, it's another song I like, I crank it as loud as I can and sings along with it* "Holier than thou
No more!
the craps rolls out your mouth again
haven't changed, your brain is still gelatin
little whispers circle around your head
why don't you worry about yourself instead
who are you? where ya been? where ya from?
gossip is burning on the tip of your tongue
you lie so much you believe yourself
judge not lest ye be judged yourself
holier than thou
you are
holier than thou
you are
you know not
before you judge me take a look at you
can't you find somethig better to do
point the finger, slow to understand
arrogance and ignorance go hand in hand
it's not who you are it's who you know
others lives are the basis of your own
burn your bridges build them back with wealth
judge not lest ye be judged yourself
holier than thou
you are
holier than thou
you are
you know not."*song ends*
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Posted: Tue Jun 17, 2008 4:39 pm
sing anythign you want darlin. sing tilll your hearts content. jsut remember to post what your singing smile
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Posted: Tue Jun 17, 2008 4:42 pm
73 bottles of beer on the wall, 73 bottles of beer! Take one down, pass it around, 72 bottles of beer on the wall!
Ooh, Rob Zombie. Nice XD
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Posted: Tue Jun 17, 2008 4:45 pm
we're back to bottles. damn lushes! 72 bottles of beer on the wall, 72 bottles of beer, take one down and pass it around 71 bottles of beer on the wall.
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Posted: Tue Jun 17, 2008 4:46 pm
oh and my next song
Brad:
She put him out like the burning end of a midnight cigarette.
She broke his heart: He spent his whole life trying to forget.
We watched him drink his pain away, a little at a time,
But he never could get drunk enough to get her off his mind,
Until the night,
Brad and Alison:
He put that bottle to his head and pulled the trigger.
And finally drank away her memory.
Life is short, but this time it was bigger,
Than the strength he had to get up off his knees.
We found him with his face down in the pillow,
With a note that said: "I'll love her till I die."
And when we buried him beneath the willow,
The angels sang a whiskey lullaby.
La la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la,
La la la la la la la la,
Alison:
The rumors flew but nobody knew how much she blamed herself.
For years and years, she tried to hide the whiskey on her breath.
She finally drank her pain away, a little at a time.
But she never could get drunk enough to get him off her mind.
Until the night,
Alison and Brad:
She put that bottle to her head and pulled the trigger.
And finally drank away his memory.
Life is short, but this time it was bigger,
Than the strength she had to get up off her knees.
We found her with her face down in the pillow,
Clinging to his picture for dear life.
We laid her next to him beneath the willow,
While the angels sang a whiskey lullaby.
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la.
La la la la la la la la...La la la la la la laaaa...
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Posted: Tue Jun 17, 2008 4:50 pm
71 bottles of beer on the wall, 71 bottles of beer! Take one down, pass it around, 70 bottles of beer on the wall!!
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Posted: Tue Jun 17, 2008 4:56 pm
70 bottles of beer on the wall, 70 bottles of beer. you take one down and pass it around 69 (good number) bottles of beer on the wall
this song will end eventually.... i think....
or is it the song that never ends?
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Posted: Tue Jun 17, 2008 4:58 pm
'69...Woodstock....^______^ I wish I could've been there =[[
69 bottles of beer on the wall, 69 bottles of beer! take one down, pass it around, 68 bottles of beer on the wall!
Haha. It'll end. Eventually XD
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Posted: Tue Jun 17, 2008 5:00 pm
68 bottles of beer on the wall 68 bottles of beer. you take one down and pass it around, 67 bottles of beer on the wall
they stopped giving me gold for posting.... but every 3rd or 4th post, after i send the post i get like 2 gold for surfing instead. im posting too much to get gold so they give me surfing gold for posting. weird no?
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Posted: Tue Jun 17, 2008 5:08 pm
Haha. Excellent.
67 bottles of beer on the wall, 67 bottles of beer! Take one down, pass it around, 66 bottles of beer on the wallll!!!!
Get your kicks at route 66! Woot!
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Posted: Tue Jun 17, 2008 5:21 pm
66 bottles of beer on the wall, 66 bottles of beer! Take one down, pass it around, 65 bottles of beer on the wall!!!!
I claim this beer under the Valentine name! Stay away all of you! (i am bored and time to also toss in another song!)
Metallica with Enter the Sandman
Say your prayers little one
Don`t forget my son
To include everyone
I tuck you in
Warm within
Keep you free from sin
'til the sandman he comes
Sleep with one eye open
Gripping your pillow tight
Exit light
Enter night
Take my hand
off to never never-land
Something's wrong, shut the light
Heavy thoughts tonight
And they aren't of snow white
Dreams of war
Dreams of liars
Dreams of dragons fire
And of things that will bite, yeah
Sleep with one eye open
Grippin your pillow tight
Exit light
Enter night
take my hand
off to never never-land
(whisper)
Now I lay me down to sleep (x 2)
Pray the lord my soul to keep (x 2)
If I die before I wake (x 2)
Pray the lord my soul to take (x 2)
Hush little baby don't say a word
And never mind that noise you heard
It's just the beasts under your bed
In your closet and in your head
Exit light
Enter night
Grain of sand
Exit light
Enter Night
Take my hand!
We're off to never never-land
Boom
We're off to never never-land
Take my hand
We're off to never never-land
Take my hand
We're off to never never-land
We're off to never never-land
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Posted: Tue Jun 17, 2008 5:46 pm
65 bottles of beer on the wall, 65 bottles of beer. you take one downa nd pas it around 64 bottles of beer on the wall. and im outtie later!
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