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Over imported trees All the film ghosts will rise up With the sexually abused and the new youth In Britain the scream of electric pumps in a renovated pub Your stomach swells up before you get drunk Don't call me Peter I can't go Salem's just up the road I've got work to do Hail the new puritan Out of hovel-cum-coven-cum-oven Hail the new puritan Out of hovel, cum-coven, cum-oven And all hard-core fiends Will die by me And all decadent sins Will reap discipline New puritan I curse your preoccupation With your record collection New puritan has no time It's only music, John New puritan Ungodly mass Thick ass
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Jorge wrote:
I remember I was in Miami when it happened. I was posting from the balcony of my apartment overlooking the beach. And I was having an argument with Adamdude.
Forty-seven push-ups In a winter-rate Seaside motel
I feel like Travis Bickle I’m listening to “Highway to Hell”
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Jorge wrote:
I remember I was in Miami when it happened. I was posting from the balcony of my apartment overlooking the beach. And I was having an argument with Adamdude.
I'm thinking 'bout going back to the country I'm thinking 'bout going back for some air I'm thinking 'bout how we used to be friends I wanna tell you being up there So I'm writing you this song I wanna send you In this room that I'm tryna keep clean It's time we overhear you by the whole punch In the deaf nothing you could sleep
You know that I'm incapable of changing Some people just get stuck in their ways Never thought it'd be me locked They say I was meant to be brave
The only thing about missing you Is that I don't miss you at all 'Til now, I'm still thinking about you Since you stopped returning my calls, oh
I think it's a little bit different now I got a boyfriend and I got a sight I know the one really cares about me And at least half the other one tries Sometimes I still think about dying No, not the fear but the want Not quite as much as I did back then But it's still something I'm trying to work on
You know that I'm incapable of changing Some people just get stuck in their ways Never thought it'd be me locked They say I was meant to be brave
But I think about going back to the country I think about going back for some love I think about how I can't remember your face But I know that I used to see it everywhere
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I can't get to sleep I think about the implications Of diving in too deep And possibly the complications Especially at night I worry over situations that... I know it'll be alright It's just overkill.
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warehouse wrote:
Fuck you, buddy
At first I thought this was a personal attack at me. A little googling led me to the song that I assume you are quoting here.
I'm not a big Tool guy but I enjoyed discovering this particular verse:
"Well now I've got some Advice for you, little buddy Before you point the finger You should know that I'm the man I'm the man and you're the man And he's the man as well So you can point that fuckin' finger up your ass"
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And we get to start you yourself fodder fodder When I'm not ready fodder fodder I'll eat, and you'll eat fodder fodder And as I'm eating you'll eat fodder fodder And I'll eat fodder fodder fodder And I'll eat fodder fodder fodder fodder And I'll eat fodder fodder fodder fodder fodder And I'll eat fodder fodder fodder fodder fodder fodder fodder And I'll eat fodder fodder fodder fodder fodder fodder fodder fuel And I'll eat fodder fodder fodder fodder fodder fodder And I'll eat fodder fodder fodder fodder fodder fodder And the moon can be seen fodder fodder fodder fodder fodder fodder fodder fodder fodder fodder fodder fodder fodder fodder fodder fodder fodder And so it was fodder fodder fodder, fodder fodder fodder fodder fodder fodder And so, I took fodder fodder fodder fodder fodder fodder fodder fodder fodder fodder fodder fodder And so, my horse was fodder fodder fodder, fodder fodder fodder fodder fodder fodder And the moon can be seen fodder fodder fodder fodder fodder fodder fodder fodder fodder fodder And so, my horse was fodder fodder fodder, fodder fodder fodder fodder fodder And you, fodder fodder fodder fodder fodder fodder fodder fodder fodder fodder fodder And you, fodder fodder
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There's a killer on the road His brain is squirming like a toad Take a long holiday Let the children play If you give this man a ride Sweet family will die There's a killer on the road
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