You know he aint gonna die

Aint 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

You know he aint gonna die

No, no, no, ya know he aint 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 buddys breathin his dyin breath

Oh God please wont you help me make it through

Here they come to snuff the rooster

Yeah here come the rooster, yeah

You know he aint gonna die

No, no, no ya know he aint gonna die

Him and me

We could’ve been together

Doing spells together, always

I really feel

That I’m losing my best friend

His ruffled sleeves

That were frayed at the ends

It looks as though, I’ll be doing M.A.G.I.C. alone

And if it’s Medios

Well I don’t want to know

Don’t shriek

I know that spell he’s saying

It doesn’t need explaining

It’s not the Lost Con Curse

Don’t shriek

I know just what he’s thinking

‘Cause of that olive potion he’s been drinking

Don’t tell him, it will hurt!

Our memories

Of watching our group and cheering

Winning for Bal Harbor

Very exciting

As he idol dives, you and I

Cheer and start holding hands

He dives and flies

Don’t shriek

I know that spell he’s saying

It doesn’t need explaining

It’s not the Lost Con Curse

Nooo, nooo, nooo

Don’t shriek

I know just what he’s thinking

That’s not lemonade he’s been drinking

Don’t tell him, it’s a curse!

My wand’s extending

I gotta stop pretending, I love Mike…

Him and me, I can see us Mudding… Mikey…

Don’t shriek

I know the spell I’m saying

It doesn’t need explaining

It’s not the Lost Con Curse!

Nooo, nooo, nooo

Don’t shriek

I know just what he’s thinking

Because the Incurable Disease is working

I’m using an Incurable Disease!

I know the spell I’m casting

And I don’t need your warnings

Don’t shriek!

No!

Medios and Tap

sitting in a tree

K I S S I N G

Yeah

A good night, the best in a long time

A new friend turned me on to an old favorite

Nothing better than a dealer who’s high

Be high, convince them to buy, yeah

What’s my drug of choice?

Well, what have you got?

I don’t go broke

And I do it a lot

Seems so sick to the hypocrite norm

Running their boring drills

But we are an elite race of our own

The stoners, junkies, and freaks

Are you happy? I am, man.

Content and fully aware

Money, status, nothin’ to me

‘Cause your life is empty and bare, yeah

What’s my drug of choice?

Well, what have you got?

I don’t go broke

And I do it a lot

I do it a lot yeah

You can’t understand the user’s mind

But try, with your books and degrees

If you let yourself go and opened your mind

I’ll bet you’d be doing like me

And it ain’t so bad

What’s my drug of choice?

Well, what have you got?

I don’t go broke

And I do it a lot

I do it a lot yeah

Say, I do it a lot

I made a really cool picture thing with the lyrics to this song in high school

if I can find it ill take a picture of it

I made a really cool picture thing with the lyrics to this song in high school if I can find it ill take a picture of it[/quote:1nazoat7]

don’t go out of your way to find it or anything…

rofl :D

you hear that Marc…

Weasel made a funny ;)

all -> go fuck self

oh stfu Aaron.. this is a happy day…

Weasel made 1 funny comment out of thousands of attempts :twisted:

bwah! :D

I remember when

You told me I’m driving you crazy, crazy

I remember when

You used to call me your baby, baby

And I don’t think I am who you want me to be

I’m sorry it took you this long just to see

That I’m rolling and rolling around in my mind

I hung you on a limb

Made you bend over

Backwards on a sin

Quit crying on my shoulder

There’s nothing left to say

We’re beautiful garbage

Throw it all away

Wash you off in the shower

Actions speak louder than words

So don’t tell me that you love me now, love me now

Im gagging myself

I’m brushing out the foul taste you left in my mouth

You left in my mouth

And I don’t think I am who you want me to be

I’m sorry it took you this long just to see

That I’m rolling and rolling around in my mind

I hung you on a limb

Made you bend over

Backwards on a sin

Quit crying on my shoulder

There’s nothing left to say

We’re beautiful garbage

Throw it all away

Wash you off in the shower

I hung you on a limb

Made you bend over

Backwards on a sin

Quit crying on my shoulder

There’s nothing left to say

We’re beautiful garbage

Throw it all away

Wash you off in the shower

Throw it all away

Wash you off in the shower

I’m gagging myself

I’m brushing out the foul taste you left in my mouth

“welcome to the party, pal” –john mcclane –> die hard

:x not much more needs to be said

:x not much more needs to be said[/quote:1e5ppff9]

… but I’m sure it will be.

One vote for deleting entire thread and pretending it never happened.. do I hear a second?

One vote for deleting entire thread and pretending it never happened.. do I hear a second?[/quote:3m9vb8j1]

I’ll second the vote for deleting Weasel :twisted:

who needs him anyway!

We had a discussion one night, if you could pick 1 CD to listen to before you die, what would you choose.

Alice in Chains - ‘Jar of Flies’ for me.

tough call…. probably Workingman’s Dead for me… maybe American Beauty…

We had a discussion one night, if you could pick 1 CD to listen to before you die, what would you choose.

Alice in Chains - ‘Jar of Flies’ for me.[/quote:v0e5k1ex]

+1, especially ‘Nutshell’

“Final Cut” by Pink Floyd

“Fully Completely” -Tragically Hip

one song I’d consider ‘closing time’ - semisonic.. but there are many many others too.. that’s just spur of the moment.

steam powered aereo plane by john hartford

steam powered aereo plane by john hartford[/quote:yp960xnm]