Rick - BOB MARLEY!
"Smoke two joints"
Haha only reason I knew is because some house painters down the way were blasting it a couple of hours ago. Amazing coincidence.
Steve Zissou: Anne-Marie, do all the interns get Glocks?
and as we wind on down the road
our shadows taller than our souls
there walks the lady we all know
who shines white light and wants to show
how everything still turns to gold
and if you listen very hard
the tune will come to you at last
when all is one and one is all
to be a rock and not to roll
and... another i suppose
talkin' 'bout a girl that looks quite like you
she didn't have time to wake you
she cried away her life since she fell of the cradle
and lastly...
i dont know
but i've been told
you never slowed down
you never grow old
tired of screwin' up
tired of going down
tired of myself
tired of this town
oh my my
oh hell yes
honey put on that party dress
buy me a drink
sing me a song
take me as i come
'cause i cant stay long
For some reason I just have to contribute to a random lyric thread...
This guy gives good lyric:
"So I broke into the palace,
with a sponge and a rusty spanner,
She said 'I know you and you cannot sing',
I said 'That's nothing, you should hear me play piano'"
"Sweetness, I was only joking when I said I'd like to mash every tooth in your head,
Sweetness, I was only joking when I said by rights you should be bludgeoned in your bed,
And now I know how Joan of Arc felt,
As the flames rose to her roman nose,
And her Walkman started to melt"
Actually JP, the song I was talking about was done by Sublime. Maybe Sublime did a cover of the Bob Marley song or something... I'm afraid that I'm not too familiar with Mr. Marley.
awesomeanimator: first one is led zeppelin, stairway to heaven
yes indeed you get manliness points for that
oh and i doubt anyone will get this
Your dead things are locked up inside, blow smoke rings straight back in time. roses floating out with the tide, dance and sing under gunfire. open wings slowly take flight..... around these parts, a fly can live, a fly can live a thousand years. but a man cannot die soon enough, true enough. a smiling drunk nursing a glass of milk, a girl with a face like a prison bread. over the kitchen noise i hear them howl at me. a scabby ketchup bottle and a two dollar bill, i guess its time i pay the bill, but you know i never will, im hungry still, RUN AWAY!
a broad incision sits across the evening
the victim to our father's lost war
the restless children sit and mourn the graves
of those they've never seen before
will they be buried here among the dead?
in the silent secret
the pioneers
in dealing with it they march for dawn...of will and worthy
the truth be told the child was born...
man your own jackhammer
man your battle stations
we'll have you dead pretty soon
sincerely written from my brother's blood machine
man your own battle station
we'll have you home pretty soon
awake through motion
with curiosity to curtain your first move
over arms length they'll break protocol
jealous envy for the youngest one
to be the hero is all i'll ask
can i be buried here among the dead, with room to honor me here in the end?
you'll be better off too soon
you'll be better of when you get home
for you,
i'd do anything just to make you happy, hear you tell me that you're proud of me.
for them,
i'd kill anything cut the throats of babies for them break their hearts for they were
them.
waiting for you to say...i love you too
the navigator
the pilot
her favorite
the one they call the vision that bares the gift
will,
do the children really understand the things you did to them?
and why oh why...
should they conjure up the will for you my love i would kill him
in the seventh turning hour
should the victims shadow fall
will the irony grow hungry?
with victory and all they sought for
we were one among the fence
one among the fence
Grandpa died last week
And now he's buried in the rocks,
But everybody still talks about
How badly they were shocked.
But me, I expected it to happen,
I knew he'd lost control
When he built a fire on Main Street
And shot it full of holes.
Oh, Mama, can this really be the end,
To be stuck inside of Mobile
With the Memphis blues again.
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