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Post by Apeman on Feb 15, 2006 16:43:59 GMT -5
you are obviously an uneducated, entitlement gebneration idiot. Thank You.
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Post by yo mogrol on Feb 15, 2006 22:03:34 GMT -5
What does education have to do with horrible music? Dont be a stupid retard you fuk face!
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Post by Apeman on Feb 15, 2006 22:13:18 GMT -5
Just as I thought. Uneducated, Fat, And Stupid is no way to go through life son. Bye. Kinks Rule. Ray Davies is one of the most underappreciated songwriters. Who is your favorite artist? Eminem? Cut me a f in break douchebag.
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Post by yo mongrol on Feb 15, 2006 23:43:41 GMT -5
Im not fat, uneducated or stupid. I dont listen to rap.
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Post by ACDC on Feb 16, 2006 9:26:37 GMT -5
KINKS SUCK ACDC RULE FOOLS
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crazy about wildwood
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Post by crazy about wildwood on Feb 16, 2006 15:50:24 GMT -5
Isnt it the kinks that sing the song superman? Thats a cool tune!
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Post by Superman on Feb 16, 2006 15:59:31 GMT -5
Woke up this morning, started to sneeze I had a cigarette and a cup of tea I looked in the mirror what did I see A nine stone weakling with knobbly knees I did my knees bend press ups touch my toes I had another sneeze and I blew my nose I looked in the mirror at my pigeon chest I had to put on my clothes because it made me depressed Surely there must be a way For me to change the shape I'm in Dissatisfied is what I am I want to be a better man
Superman Superman wish I could fly like Superman Superman Superman I want to be like Superman I want to be like Superman Superman Superman wish I could fly like Superman
Woke up this morning, what did I see A big black cloud hanging over me I switched on the radio and nearly dropped dead The news was so bad that I fell out of bed There was a gas strike, oil strike, lorry strike, bread strike Got to be a Superman to survive Gas bills, rent bills, tax bills, phone bills I'm such a wreck but I'm staying alive
[Look in the paper, what do I see, Robbery, violence, insanity.]
Hey girl we've got to get out of this place There's got to be something better than this I need you, but I hate to see you this way If I were Superman then we'd fly away I'd really like to change the world And save it from the mess it's in I'm too weak, I'm so thin I'd like to fly but I can't even swim
Superman Superman I want to fly like Superman Superman Superman wish I could fly like Superman Superman Superman wish I could fly like Superman Superman Superman I want to be like Superman Superman Superman I want to fly like Superman
Davies
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Post by Sleepwalker on Feb 17, 2006 12:27:56 GMT -5
Ev'rybody got problems, buddy. I got mine. When midnight comes around, I start to lose my mind. When the sun puts out the light, I join the creatures of the night, Oh yeah.
I'm a sleepwalker. I'm a night stalker. I'm a street walker. I'm a night hawker.
Ev'rybody got secrets that they wanna hide. When midnight comes along, I take a look inside. Don't go talkin' in your sleep: I might come in for a peep, Oh yeah.'
I'm a sleepwalker. I'm a night stalker.
When ev'rybody's fast asleep, I start to creep. Through the shadows of the moonlight, I walk my beat. Better close your window tight: I might come in for a bite, Oh yeah.
When the night time comes, I start to creep. I prowl around when you're fast asleep. I walk around on my tippy toes, And I get into places that nobody knows.
I'm always around if you wanna meet. You can find me on almost ev'ry street. You'll always get me on the telephone. I'll even come to your home if you're ever alone.
I'm a sleepwalker. I'm a night stalker. I'm a street walker. I'm a night hawker. (repeat)
Davies
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Post by AFish on Feb 17, 2006 16:07:49 GMT -5
Everybody’s a dreamer and everybody’s a star, And everybody’s in movies, it doesn’t matter who you are. There are stars in every city, In every house and on every street, And if you walk down hollywood boulevard Their names are written in concrete!
Don’t step on greta garbo as you walk down the boulevard, She looks so weak and fragile that’s why she tried to be so hard But they turned her into a princess And they sat her on a throne, But she turned her back on stardom, Because she wanted to be alone.
You can see all the stars as you walk down hollywood boulevard, Some that you recognise, some that you’ve hardly even heard of, People who worked and suffered and struggled for fame, Some who succeeded and some who suffered in vain. Rudolph valentino, looks very much alive, And he looks up ladies’ dresses as they sadly pass him by. Avoid stepping on bela lugosi ’cos he’s liable to turn and bite, But stand close by bette davis Because hers was such a lonely life. If you covered him with garbage, George sanders would still have style, And if you stamped on mickey rooney He would still turn round and smile, But please don’t tread on dearest marilyn ’cos she’s not very tough, She should have been made of iron or steel, But she was only made of flesh and blood.
You can see all the stars as you walk down hollywood boulevard, Some that you recognise, some that you’ve hardly even heard of. People who worked and suffered and struggled for fame, Some who succeeded and some who suffered in vain.
Everybody’s a dreamer and everybody’s a star And everybody’s in show biz, it doesn’t matter who you are.
And those who are successful, Be always on your guard, Success walks hand in hand with failure Along hollywood boulevard.
I wish my life was a non-stop hollywood movie show, A fantasy world of celluloid villains and heroes, Because celluloid heroes never feel any pain And celluloid heroes never really die.
You can see all the stars as you walk along hollywood boulevard, Some that you recognise, some that you’ve hardly even heard of, People who worked and suffered and struggled for fame, Some who succeeded and some who suffered in vain.
Oh celluloid heroes never feel any pain Oh celluloid heroes never really die.
I wish my life was a non-stop hollywood movie show, A fantasy world of celluloid villains and heroes, Because celluloid heroes never feel any pain And celluloid heroes never really die.
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Post by Low Budget on Feb 17, 2006 18:12:18 GMT -5
good one fish how about this approriate song
Cheap is small and not too steep But best of all cheap is cheap Circumstance has forced my hand To be a cut price person in a low budget land Times are hard but we'll all survive I just got to learn to economize
I'm on a low budget I'm on a low budget I'm not cheap, you understand I'm just a cut price person in a low budget land Excuse my shoes they don't quite fit They're a special offer and they hurt me a bit Even my trousers are giving me pain They were reduced in a sale so I shouldn't complain They squeeze me so tight so I can't take no more They're size 28 but I take 34
I'm on a low budget What did you say I'm on a low budget I thought you said that
I'm on a low budget I'm a cut price person in a low budget land
I'm shopping at Woolworth and low discount stores I'm dropping my standards so that I can buy more
[Quality costs, but quality wastes, So I'm giving up all of my expensive tastes. Caviar and champagne are definite no's, I'm acquiring a taste for brown ale and cod roes ]
Low budget sure keeps me on my toes I count every penny and I watch where it goes We're all on our uppers we're all going skint I used to smoke cigars but now I suck polo mints
I'm on a low budget What did you say Yea I'm on a low budget I thought you said that I'm on a low budget I'm a cut price person in a low budget land I'm on a low budget Low budget Low budget
Art takes time, time is money Money's scarce and that ain't funny Millionaires are things of the past We're in a low budget film where nothing can last Money's rare there's none to be found So don't think I'm tight if I don't buy a round
I'm on a low budget What did you say Yes I'm on a low budget I thought you said that I'm on a low budget I'm a cut price person in a low budget land I'm on a low budget Say it again Low budget One more time Low budget
[I look like a tramp, but don't write me off, I'll have you all know, I was once a tough At least my hair is all mine, my teeth are my own, But everything else is on permanent loan. Once all my clothes were made by hand, Now I'm a cut price person in a low budget land. I'm on a low budget I'll have you all know We're on a low budget I'm on a low budget] Davies
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Post by Good Times on Feb 20, 2006 10:46:02 GMT -5
Well, lived my life and never stopped to worry 'bout a thing Opened up and shouted out and never tried to sing Wondering if I'd done wrong Will this depression last for long?
Won't you tell me Where have all the good times gone? Where have all the good times gone?
Well, once we had an easy ride and always felt the same Time was on our side and I had everything to gain Let it be like yesterday Please let me have happy days
Won't you tell me Where have all the good times gone? Where have all the good times gone?
Ma and Pa look back at all the things they used to do Didn't have no money and they always told the truth Daddy didn't have no toys And mummy didn't need no boys
Won't you tell me Where have all the good times gone? Where have all the good times gone?
Well, yesterday was such an easy game for you to play But let's face it things are so much easier today Guess you need some bringing down And get your feet back on the ground
Won't you tell me Where have all the good times gone? Where have all the good times gone? Where have all the good times gone? Davies
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Post by minion on Jun 6, 2006 9:36:27 GMT -5
HE HAS RETURNED
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Post by mclunatic4evr on Jun 19, 2007 18:33:13 GMT -5
I miss all these guests, they totally brought life to this snooze fest. Dig the lyrics these guys posted, totally relevant "NOT!" Ha ha ha! And buy the way this link will give you an idea of where McLunatic Enterprises is heading in way of soundtracks. www.youtube.com/watch?v=dTst8s9UL80
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