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Tuesday, August 10, 2004 5:28:00 PM
Paranoia strikes deep

Into your life it will creep

It starts when you're always afraid

You step out of line, the man come and take you away.

bassdude
Tuesday, August 10, 2004 7:20:00 PM
We better stop, hey, what's that sound

Everybody look what's going down

rastusmcnair
Wednesday, August 11, 2004 9:01:00 AM
For what it's worth.
pabloescabar
Wednesday, August 11, 2004 11:00:00 AM
two bit's for a hair cut
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Wednesday, August 11, 2004 12:34:00 PM
Sleep with one eye open

Gripping your pillow tight

Exit Light

Enter Night

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Wednesday, August 11, 2004 4:07:00 PM
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 dragon’s fire

And of things that will bite

DrMaddVibe
Wednesday, August 11, 2004 6:17:00 PM
We are scanning the scene

In the city tonite

We are looking for you

To start up a fight

There is an evil feeling

In our brains

But it is nothing new

You know it drives us insane

(CHORUS) Running

On our way

Hiding

You will pay

Dying

One thousand deaths

Running

On our way

Hiding

You will pay

Dying

One thousand deaths

Searching

Seek and destroy

Searching

Seek and destroy

Searching

Seek and destroy

Searching

Seek and destroy

There is no escape

And that is for sure

This is the end, we won't take anymore

Say goodbye

To the world you live in

You have always been taking

But now your giving

(CHORUS)

Our brains are on fire

With the feeling to kill

And it will not go away

Until our dreams are fulfilled

There is only one thing

On our minds

Don't try running away

Cause you're the one we will find

(CHORUS)

Cavallo
Wednesday, August 11, 2004 6:47:00 PM
aaaaaaight, DMV! ya stumped me on that one -- whazzit? 🙂
dccrens
Wednesday, August 11, 2004 7:02:00 PM
The night is black

Without a moon.

The air is thick and still.

The vigilantes gather on

The lonely torchlit hill.

Features distorted in the flickering light,

The faces are twisted and grotesque.

Silent and stern in the sweltering night,

The mob moves like demons possesed.

Quiet in conscience, calm in their right,

Confident their ways are best.

The righteous rise

With burning eyes

Of hatred and ill-will.

Madmen fed on fear and lies

To beat and burn and kill.

They say there are strangers who threaten us,

In our immigrants and infidels.

They say there is strangeness too dangerous

In our theaters and bookstore shelves.

That those who know what's best for us

Must rise and save us from ourselves.

Quick to judge,

Quick to anger,

Slow to understand

Ignorance and prejudice

And fear walk hand in hand...

JonR
Wednesday, August 11, 2004 7:30:00 PM
I'll drink a toast to the women that will

and to the women that won't

But never a drop for the women that say they will

and then they don't

But I'll drink a toast from the early dawn to the wee hours of the night

To the women that say I never have but just for you I might.

JonR

Cavallo
Wednesday, August 11, 2004 9:35:00 PM
lol nice one, jon. what's that? i'm lost! lost, i tell you! 🙂
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Thursday, August 12, 2004 3:11:00 AM
Cavallo

Seek & Destroy - Metallica

Witch Hunt - Rush

Irish Toast - ???

The toast is good but doesn't match the theme.

PMoreno349
Thursday, August 12, 2004 8:22:00 AM
salut! Jon
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Thursday, August 12, 2004 8:28:00 AM
You fasten the triggers

For the others to fire

Then you set back and watch

When the death count gets higher

You hide in your mansion

As young people's blood

Flows out of their bodies

And is buried in the mud

You've thrown the worst fear

That can ever be hurled

Fear to bring children

Into the world

For threatening my baby

Unborn and unnamed

You ain't worth the blood

That runs in your veins

Let me ask you one question

Is your money that good

Will it buy you forgiveness

Do you think that it could

I think you will find

When your death takes its toll

All the money you made

Will never buy back your soul

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Thursday, August 12, 2004 8:53:00 AM
Reaching back to another oldie, Masters of War. Good choice!

The first 3 stanzas:

Come you masters of war

You that build the big guns

You that build the death planes

You that build all the bombs

You that hide behind walls

You that hide behind desks

I just want you to know

I can see through your masks

You that never done nothin'

But build to destroy

You play with my world

Like it's your little toy

You put a gun in my hand

And you hide from my eyes

And you turn and run farther

When the fast bullets fly

Like Judas of old

You lie and deceive

A world war can be won

You want me to believe

But I see through your eyes

And I see through your brain

Like I see through the water

That runs down my drain

bassdude
Thursday, August 12, 2004 9:00:00 AM
Generals gathered in their masses,

just like witches at black masses.

Evil minds that plot destruction,

sorcerers of death's construction.

In the fields the bodies burning,

as the war machine keeps turning.

Death and hatred to mankind,

poisoning their brainwashed minds.

Oh lord, yeah!

Politicians hide themselves away.

They only started the war.

Why should they go out to fight?

They leave that role to the poor, yeah.

Time will tell on their power minds,

making war just for fun.

Treating people just like pawns in chess,

wait till their judgement day comes, yeah.

Now in darkness world stops turning,

ashes where the bodies burning.

No more War Pigs have the power,

Hand of God has struck the hour.

Day of judgement, God is calling,

on their knees the war pigs crawling.

Begging mercies for their sins,

Satan, laughing, spreads his wings.

Oh lord, yeah!

bassdude
Thursday, August 12, 2004 9:02:00 AM
Ain't found a way to kill me yet

Eyes burn with stinging sweat

Seems every path leads me to nowhere

Wife and kids household pet

Army green was no safe bet

The bullets scream to me from somewhere

Here they come to snuff the rooster

Yeah here come the rooster, yeah (2x)

You know he ain't gonna die

No, no, no, ya know he ain't gonna die

Walkin' tall machine gun man

They spit on me in my home land

Gloria sent me pictures of my boy

Got my pills 'gainst mosquito death

My buddy's breathin' his dyin' breath

Oh god please won't you help me make it through

Here they come to snuff the rooster

Yeah here come the rooster, yeah

You know he ain't gonna die

No, no, no ya know he ain't gonna die

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Thursday, August 12, 2004 9:18:00 AM
War Pigs, another classic with Alice in Chains Rooster as back up. Not bad.

Here's another classic from '67

It was back in nineteen forty-two,

I was part of a good platoon.

We were on manoeuvers in Louisiana,

One night by the light of the moon.

The captain said, "We've got to ford the river",

That's where it all began.

We were knee deep in the Big Muddy,

And the damn fool kept yelling to push on.

The Sergeant said, "Sir, are you sure,

This is the way back to the base?"

"Sergeant, I once crossed this river

Not a mile above this place.

It'll be a little soggy but we'll keep slogging.

We'll soon be on dry ground."

We were waist deep in the Big Muddy

And the damn fool kept yelling to push on.

"Captain, sir, with all this gear

No man'll be able to swim."

"Sergeant, don't be a Nervous Nellie,"

The Captain said to him.

"All we need is a little determination;

Follow me, I'll lead on."

We were neck deep in the Big Muddy

And the damn fool kept yelling to push on.

All of a sudden, the moon clouded over,

All we heard was a gurgling cry.

A second later, the captain's helmet

Was all that floated by.

The Sergeant said, "Turn around men!

I'm in charge from now on."

And we just made it out of the Big Muddy

With the captain dead and gone.

We stripped and dived and found his body

Stuck in the old quicksand.

I guess he didn't know that the water was deeper

Than the place where he'd once been.

For another stream had joined the Muddy

A half mile from where we'd gone.

We were lucky to get out of the Big Muddy

When the damn fool kept yelling to push on.

Well, you might not want to draw conclusions

I'll leave that to yourself

Maybe you're still walking, maybe you're still talking

Maybe you've still got your health.

But every time I hear the news

That old feeling comes back on;

We're waist deep in the Big Muddy

And the damn fools kept yelling to push on.

Knee deep in the Big Muddy

And the damn fools keep yelling to push on

Waist deep in the Big Muddy

And the damn fools keep yelling to push on

Waist deep! Neck deep! we'll be drowning before too long

We're neck deep in the Big Muddy

And the damn fools keep yelling to push on