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  • FORD
    ROTH ARMY MODERATOR

    • Jan 2004
    • 58813

    The hand of fate is on me now
    It pick me up and knock me down
    I'm on the run, I'm prison bound
    The hand of fate is heavy now
    I killed a man, I'm highway bound
    The wheel of fortune keeps turning round
    Turning round, turning round
    I should have known it was a one horse town

    My sweet girl was once his wife
    He had papers the judge had signed
    The wind blew hard, it was stormy night
    He shot me once, but I shot him twice
    The hand of fate is on me now
    It pick me up and it kicked me right down
    Kicked me right down
    Kicked me right down

    I had to save her life
    Yeah, I gunned him twice
    Yeah, and I watched him die, watch out boy
    Yeah, I watched him die

    He was a barroom man, the violent kind
    He had no love for that gal of mine
    Then one day in a drinking bout
    He swore he'd throw me right of town
    The hand of fate is on me now
    I shot that man I put him underground
    I put him underground
    Yes I did

    I'm on the run, I hear the hounds
    My luck is up, my chips are down
    So goodbye baby, so long now
    Wish me luck, I'm going to need it child
    The hand of fate is on me now
    Yeah it's too late
    Too late baby, too late now
    The hand of fate is on me now
    The hand of fate is heavy now

    It pick you up and knock you down
    Eat Us And Smile

    Cenk For America 2024!!

    Justice Democrats


    "If the American people had ever known the truth about what we (the BCE) have done to this nation, we would be chased down in the streets and lynched." - Poppy Bush, 1992

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    • FORD
      ROTH ARMY MODERATOR

      • Jan 2004
      • 58813

      Life can only get better
      All you need to do is fall in love
      Everyone else has fun but you
      Buy that fun you'll fit in too

      Dance your problems away
      GOVERNMENT MUSIC
      Cheap escape to that mind-control beat
      GOVERNMENT MUSIC
      Mellow out-Life's too hard
      You don't even want to think

      See the macho cock-rock metal heroes
      Vomit fire out of their big mouths
      Shake your fists obediently
      Make Leni Riefenstahl real proud

      See the Aryan bozo with the red guitar
      Parachute on the White House lawn
      Gonna bomb the commies with his air guitar
      So dumb he can't drive 55

      Like Bing Crosby before them
      GOVERNMENT MUSIC
      Too idiotic to be real
      GOVERNMENT MUSIC
      You want it loud?
      We'll make sure it goes nowhere
      So you won't get ideas

      Triumph of the swill
      Triumph of the swill
      Triumph of the swill
      Triumph of the swill

      Music is banned in Khomeini's Iran
      On the grounds that it stimulates the brain
      We've done him one better in the land of coke & honey
      Using music to put people's brains to sleep

      Ever wonder why commercial radio's so bad?
      It's 'cause someone upstairs wants it that way
      If the Doors or John Lennon were getting started now
      The industry wouldn't sign 'em in a million years

      So what do we get
      GOVERNMENT MUSIC
      Christian censorship and taxed blank tapes
      Shoppers strung out on our false hopes
      Will flock to obey

      Triumph of the swill
      Triumph of the swill
      Triumph of the swill
      Triumph of the swill
      Eat Us And Smile

      Cenk For America 2024!!

      Justice Democrats


      "If the American people had ever known the truth about what we (the BCE) have done to this nation, we would be chased down in the streets and lynched." - Poppy Bush, 1992

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      • rustoffa
        ROTH ARMY SUPREME
        • Jan 2004
        • 8963

        Water was running; children were running
        You were running out of time
        Under the mountain, a golden fountain
        Were you praying at the Lares shrine?
        But ohh oh your city lies in dust, my friend
        ohh oh your city lies in dust, my friend

        We found you hiding, we found you lying
        Choking on the dirt and sand
        Your former glories and all the stories
        Dragged and washed with eager hands

        But ohh oh your city lies in dust, my friend
        ohh oh your city lies in dust, my friend
        your city lies in dust

        Water was running; children were running
        We found you hiding, we found you lying
        Water was running; children were running
        We found you hiding, we found you lying
        your city lies in dust
        ohh oh your city lies in dust, my friend

        Hot and burning in your nostrils
        Pouring down your gaping mouth
        Your molten bodies blanket of cinders
        Caught in the throes .......

        Ohh oh your city lies in dust, my friend
        Ohh oh your city lies in dust, my friend
        Ohh oh your city lies in dust, my friend
        Ohh oh your city lies in dust, my friend

        Your city lies in dust

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        • FORD
          ROTH ARMY MODERATOR

          • Jan 2004
          • 58813

          He's not smart, a C student
          And that's after buying his way into school
          Beady eyes, and he's kinda dyslexic
          Can he read? No one's really quite sure
          He signs stuff and he executes people
          Maybe that's why, he doesn't have any friends
          Cocaine and a little drunk driving
          Doesn't matter, when you're the Commander in Chief.

          Idiot son of an asshole
          He's the idiot son of an asshole
          Idiot son of an asshole
          He's the idiot son of an asshole

          Put on some make-up, turn on the 8-Track,
          I'm putting a week back on the shelf,
          Suddenly I'm the President, of the United States,
          But then I woke up, and realized I'm still me.

          He's too dumb, to eat pretzels, apparently smart enough to fix an election.
          Moved boldly into the White House,
          but most people voted against him.
          He likes naps, He really likes naptime, A couple of naps and then a nap and then he's ready for bed,
          He may be from Bush decent, but he's always gonna be the unpresident.

          Idiot son of an asshole
          He's the idiot son of an asshole
          Idiot son of an asshole
          He's the idiot son of an asshole
          Idiot son of an asshole
          He's the idiot son of an asshole

          He's our president!
          Eat Us And Smile

          Cenk For America 2024!!

          Justice Democrats


          "If the American people had ever known the truth about what we (the BCE) have done to this nation, we would be chased down in the streets and lynched." - Poppy Bush, 1992

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          • lms2

            Nobody Knows
            Billy Squier, © 1981 by Songs Of The Knight/BMI

            I may get around... I may laugh a lot
            Now you'd think that I'd be happy with the life I got
            Nobody knows... nobody sees
            Ain't nobody really knows the inner side o' me
            I may seem secure... I could have it made
            You might think you see a lucky man who made the grade
            Nobody knows what dreams I see
            Ain't nobody really sure just who they wanna be

            But everybody has a place and time
            A chance to live... a need to find
            We all got somethin' that we care about
            I propose you find it out

            It's not in a book... or in a magazine
            Or the stars who guide our fortunes on the silver screen
            Nobody knows... it's up to me
            Ain't nobody who can say it like it ought to be

            I see my future at the rainbow's end
            Happy hours... timeless friends
            And if I ever chance to find my way
            Rest assured... I will stay

            You may see your life as a compromise
            You may live to find the promise dancin' in your eyes
            Nobody knows... it's meant to be
            Let the magic of the moment say it all to me

            (Dedicated to the life of John Lennon)

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            • Coyote
              ROTH ARMY SUPREME
              • Jan 2004
              • 8185

              Romeo and The Lonely Girl (Lynott)
              -------------------------

              Romeo and the lonely girl
              They seemed to hit it off
              Till Romeo told the lonely girl
              "I must take my leave, my love"

              It was these few words I overheard
              And thought, "I should move in"
              But before I could
              The lonely girl had fallen in love again

              Oh poor Romeo
              Sitting out on his own-ee-o
              Oh poor Romeo

              Romeo he had it rough
              The guy you'd like to burn
              But everything that Romeo had
              You can bet it was well earned

              For all his good looks there were scars that he took
              And a lesson to be learned
              Never judge lovers by a good looking covers
              The story might be spurned

              chorus

              Romeo he like to put it around
              He was everybody's friend
              But in the end even Romeo found
              On no one could he depend

              For all his charms in someone else's arms
              Lonely girl safely lay
              When the train pulled in it had to leave again
              And Romeo pulled away

              chorus
              Why settle for something you have, if it's not as good as something you're out to get?

              Originally posted by Seshmeister
              It's like putting up a YouTube of Bach and playing Chopstix on your Bontempi...

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              • Coyote
                ROTH ARMY SUPREME
                • Jan 2004
                • 8185

                Fool's Gold (Lynott)
                -----------

                In the year of the famine
                When starvation and black death raged across the land
                There were many driven by their hunger
                To set sail for the Americas

                In search of a new life and a new hope
                Oh but there were some who couldn't cope
                And they spent their life
                In search of fool's gold

                The old prospector
                He makes it to the four lane highway
                His old compadre
                Lies dead in the sand

                With outstretched hands
                He cries, "Are you going my way?"
                The people passing by don't seem to understand
                The curse of fool's gold

                Broken Joe just lying in a gutter
                He's gone as low as any man can be
                He calls for wine but they'll only serve him water
                The bartender say "We don't sell sympathy"

                He tells a strange story
                About his father
                How Sunday mornings they'd go down
                To the church on the corner

                As time grows older
                His thoughts they grow younger
                It is his wish
                To search no longer for fool's gold

                The vulture sits on top
                Of the big top circus arena
                He's seen this show before
                Knows someone is going to fall

                Just near the part
                Where the beautiful dancing tightrope ballerine
                Forgets that the safety net
                Isn't there at all

                Down he swoops with claws drawn to take her
                Razor sharp so savagely is she mauled
                Oh my god, is there no one who can save her?
                In steps the fox to thunderous applause

                Fool's gold
                Why settle for something you have, if it's not as good as something you're out to get?

                Originally posted by Seshmeister
                It's like putting up a YouTube of Bach and playing Chopstix on your Bontempi...

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                • Coyote
                  ROTH ARMY SUPREME
                  • Jan 2004
                  • 8185

                  Borderline (Lynott, Robertson)
                  ----------

                  It's midnight in the big city
                  At the bar drinking all on my own
                  Just thinking about that girl and me
                  How something's going wrong

                  Mister, tell me, what's my saving grace?
                  The back room boys
                  Were all telling me
                  I'm a borderline case

                  Back on the borderline one more time

                  Seven beers and still sober
                  It's time to change to something stronger
                  I cannot take this scene no longer
                  She could have told me it's all over

                  Back in my home town
                  The old place it's still the same
                  But time can cast a spell over something
                  You can't go back again

                  Back on the borderline one more time

                  Mister, fill me another
                  Till I go crazy and it turn my mind around
                  Just pass that bottle one more time
                  And I'll slowly sip it down

                  Jeanie, can I tell you?
                  The shame of my disgrace
                  It's just love or rejection
                  For this borderline case

                  Back on the borderline one more time

                  I'm on my hands and knees crawling
                  I'm begging you darling

                  Back on the borderline one more time
                  Why settle for something you have, if it's not as good as something you're out to get?

                  Originally posted by Seshmeister
                  It's like putting up a YouTube of Bach and playing Chopstix on your Bontempi...

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                  • Coyote
                    ROTH ARMY SUPREME
                    • Jan 2004
                    • 8185

                    The Rocker (Bell, Downey, Lynott)
                    ----------

                    I am your main man if you're looking for trouble
                    I'll take no lip 'cause no ones tougher than me
                    If I kicked your face you'd soon be seeing double
                    Hey little girl, keep your hands off me 'cause I'm a rocker

                    I love to rock and roll
                    I get my records from the Rock On stall
                    Sweet rock and roll
                    Teddy boy, he's got them all

                    Down at the juke joint me and the boys were stompin'
                    Bippin' an a boppin', telling a dirty joke or two
                    In walked this chick and I knew she was up to something
                    I kissed her right there out of the blue

                    I said "Hey baby, meet me I'm a tough guy"
                    Got my cycle outside, you wanna try?
                    She just looked at me and rolled them big eyes
                    And said "Ooh I'd do anything for you 'cause you're a rocker"

                    That's right I'm a rocker

                    I love to rock and roll
                    I get my records from the Rock On stall
                    Sweet rock and roll
                    Teddy boy, he's got them all
                    Why settle for something you have, if it's not as good as something you're out to get?

                    Originally posted by Seshmeister
                    It's like putting up a YouTube of Bach and playing Chopstix on your Bontempi...

                    Comment

                    • rustoffa
                      ROTH ARMY SUPREME
                      • Jan 2004
                      • 8963

                      Sometimes I try to do things, and it just don't turn out the way I wanted to
                      and I get real frustrated, it's like, I take my time and I try real hard, but
                      no matter what I do and no matter what I try it never works out, it's like I
                      concentrate on it real hard, but it never works out, it's like I need some
                      time to figure these things out, but there's always someone there going:
                      - Hey Mike, you know, we been noticing you've been having alot of problems
                      lately, you know, and like maybe you should talk about it, you'd feel alot
                      better.
                      And I go:
                      - No, it's ok, I now have some problems, I'll figure it out myself, just
                      leave me alone I'll figure it out.
                      And they go:
                      - Why don't you talk about it, you'll feel alot better?
                      And I go:
                      - No, I don't want to, just leave me alone, I'll figure it out myself!
                      And they keep on bugging me and it builds up inside, it builds up inside...

                      So you're gonna be institutionalized
                      You'll come out brainwashed with bloodshot eyes
                      You won't have any say
                      They'll brainwash you until you see their way

                      I'm not crazy - institutionalized
                      You're the one who's crazy - institutionalized
                      You're driving me crazy - institutionalized

                      They stuck me in an institution
                      Said it was the only solution
                      To give me the needed professional help
                      To protect me from the enemy, myself

                      I was sitting in my room, and I was like staring at the walls thinking about
                      everything but then again I was thinking about nothing, and then my mom came
                      in and I didn't notice she was there and she calls my name and I didn't hear
                      her and then she started screaming:
                      - Mike, Mike!
                      And I go:
                      - What, what's the matter?
                      She goes:
                      - What's the matter with you?
                      I say:
                      - Nothing mom.
                      She goes:
                      - Don't tell me nothing, you're on drugs!
                      I go:
                      - No mom, I'm not on drugs, I'm ok, I'm just thinking, you know, why don't
                      you get me a Pepsi?
                      She goes:
                      - No, you're on drugs, you're crazy, normal people won't be acting that way!
                      I go:
                      - Mom, I'm all right, I'm just thinking, you know, so why don't you, like
                      give me a Pepsi?
                      And she goes:
                      - No, you're crazy!
                      All I wanted was a Pepsi, just one Pepsi, and she wouldn't give it to me,
                      just one Pepsi.

                      They give you a white shirt with long sleeves
                      Tied around you're back, you're treated like thieves
                      Drug you up because they're lazy
                      It's too much work to help a crazy

                      I'm not crazy - institutionalized
                      You're the one who's crazy - institutionalized
                      You're driving me crazy - institutionalized

                      They stuck me in an institution
                      Said it was the only solution
                      To give me the needed professional help
                      To protect me from the enemy, myself

                      I was sitting in my room and my mom and my dad came in and they pulled up a
                      chair and they sat down, they go:
                      - Mike, we need to talk to you.
                      And I said:
                      - Okay, what's the matter?
                      They go:
                      - Well me and your mom, we been noticing lately you've been having alot of
                      problems, and you haven't been acting like yourself, and we're afraid that
                      you're going to hurt somebody, and we're afraid that you're gonna hurt
                      yourself, so we decided that it would be in your best interest if we put
                      you somewhere where you could get the help that you need...
                      And I said:
                      - Wait, what are we talking about?! We decided?! My best interest?! How can
                      you know, how can you say what my best interest is? What are you trying to
                      say? I'm crazy? When I went to your schools, I went to your churches, I
                      went to your institutional learning facilities. So how can you say that I'm
                      crazy?

                      They say they're gonna fix my brain
                      Alleviate my suffering and my pain
                      But by the time they fix my head
                      Mentally I'll be dead

                      I'm not crazy - institutionalized
                      You're the one who's crazy - institutionalized
                      You're driving me crazy - institutionalized

                      They stuck me in an institution
                      Said it was the only solution
                      To give me the needed professional help
                      To protect me from the enemy, myself

                      It doesn't matter, the insurance money's about to run out anyhow.
                      Hahaha

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                      • rustoffa
                        ROTH ARMY SUPREME
                        • Jan 2004
                        • 8963

                        Bump

                        I'm a street walking cheetah
                        with a heart full of napalm
                        I'm a runaway son of the nuclear A-bomb
                        I am a world's forgotten boy
                        The one who searches and destroys
                        Honey gotta help me please
                        Somebody gotta save my soul
                        Baby detonates for me
                        Look out honey, 'cause I'm using technology !
                        Ain't got time to make no apology
                        Soul radiation in the dead of night
                        Love in the middle of a fire fight
                        Honey gotta strike me blind
                        Somebody gotta save my soul
                        Baby penetrates my mind
                        And I'm the world's forgotten boy
                        The one who's searchin', searchin' to destroy
                        And honey I'm the world's forgotten boy
                        The one who's searchin', searchin' to destroy
                        Forgotten boy, forgotten boy
                        Forgotten boy said
                        hey forgotten boy

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                        • FORD
                          ROTH ARMY MODERATOR

                          • Jan 2004
                          • 58813

                          Then as it was, then again it will be
                          An' though the course may change sometimes
                          Rivers always reach the sea
                          Blind stars of fortune, each have several rays
                          On the wings of maybe, down in birds of prey
                          Kind of makes me feel sometimes, didn't have to grow
                          But as the eagle leaves the nest, it's got so far to go

                          Changes fill my time, baby, that's alright with me
                          In the midst I think of you, and how it used to be

                          Did you ever really need somebody, And really need 'em bad
                          Did you ever really want somebody, The best love you ever had
                          Do you ever remember me, baby, did it feel so good
                          'Cause it was just the first time, And you knew you would

                          Through the eyes an' I sparkle, Senses growing keen
                          Taste your love along the way, See your feathers preen
                          Kind of makes makes me feel sometimes, Didn't have to grow
                          We are eagles of one nest, The nest is in our soul

                          Vixen in my dreams, with great surprise to me
                          Never thought I'd see your face the way it used to be
                          Oh darlin', oh darlin'

                          I'm never gonna leave you. I never gonna leave
                          Holdin' on, ten years gone
                          Ten years gone, holdin' on, ten years gone
                          Eat Us And Smile

                          Cenk For America 2024!!

                          Justice Democrats


                          "If the American people had ever known the truth about what we (the BCE) have done to this nation, we would be chased down in the streets and lynched." - Poppy Bush, 1992

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                          • FORD
                            ROTH ARMY MODERATOR

                            • Jan 2004
                            • 58813

                            If the sun refused to shine, I would still be loving you.
                            When mountains crumble to the sea, there will still be you and me.

                            Kind woman, I give you my all, Kind woman, nothing more.

                            Little drops of rain whisper of the pain, tears of loves lost in the days gone by.
                            My love is strong, with you there is no wrong,
                            together we shall go until we die. My, my, my.
                            An inspiration is what you are to me, inspiration, look... see.

                            And so today, my world it smiles, your hand in mine, we walk the miles,
                            Thanks to you it will be done, for you to me are the only one.
                            Happiness, no more be sad, happiness....I'm glad.
                            If the sun refused to shine, I would still be loving you.
                            When mountains crumble to the sea, there will still be you and me.
                            Eat Us And Smile

                            Cenk For America 2024!!

                            Justice Democrats


                            "If the American people had ever known the truth about what we (the BCE) have done to this nation, we would be chased down in the streets and lynched." - Poppy Bush, 1992

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                            • FORD
                              ROTH ARMY MODERATOR

                              • Jan 2004
                              • 58813

                              Hey lady--you got the love I need
                              Maybe more than enough.
                              Oh Darling... walk a while with me
                              You've got so much...

                              Many have I loved - Many times been bitten
                              Many times I've gazed along the open road.

                              Many times I've lied - Many times I've listened
                              Many times I've wondered how much there is to know.

                              Many dreams come true and some have silver linings
                              I live for my dream and a pocketful of gold.

                              Mellow is the man who knows what he's been missing
                              Many many men can't see the open road.

                              Many is a word that only leaves you guessing
                              Guessing 'bout a thing you really ought to know, ooh!
                              You really ought to know...
                              Eat Us And Smile

                              Cenk For America 2024!!

                              Justice Democrats


                              "If the American people had ever known the truth about what we (the BCE) have done to this nation, we would be chased down in the streets and lynched." - Poppy Bush, 1992

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                              • rustoffa
                                ROTH ARMY SUPREME
                                • Jan 2004
                                • 8963

                                Greasy slicked down body, groovy leather trim
                                I like the way you hold the road, mama, it ain't no sin

                                Talkin' 'bout love (X3)

                                Trouble-free transmission, helps your oil's flow
                                Mama, let me pump your gas, mama, let me do it all

                                Talkin' 'bout love (X3)

                                Dig that heavy metal underneath your hood
                                Baby, I could work all night, believe I've got the perfect tools

                                Talkin' 'bout love (X3)

                                A model built for comfort, really built with style
                                Specialist tradition, mama, let me feast my eyes

                                Talkin' 'bout love (X3)

                                Factory air-conditioned, heat begins to rise
                                Guaranteed to run for hours, mama it's a perfect size

                                Talkin' 'bout love (X3)

                                Groovin' on the freeway, gauge is on the red
                                Gun down on my gasoline, I believe I'm gonna crack a head.

                                Talkin' 'bout love (X3)
                                I can't stop talkin' about...

                                Come to me for service every hundred miles
                                Baby, let me check your points, fix your overdrive

                                Talkin' 'bout love (X3)

                                Fully automatic, comes in any size
                                Makes me wonder what I did, before we synchronized

                                Talkin' 'bout love (X3)

                                Feather-light suspension, coils just couldn't hold
                                I'm so glad I took a look inside your showroom doors

                                Talkin' 'bout love (X3)

                                Oh, I can't stop talkin' about love.

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