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  1. #286


    "marry me" she said I don't reply
    "daddy said you'd better, or you'll die"
    she wants a house and fifteen kids I guess
    she does my work
    and I can't find a state we're legal in
    If you ain't Dutch, you ain't much.

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  3. #287
    Join Date
    Jan 2008
    Madison, WI
    Adopted Bronco:


    I know she bout to ask me how she look
    I tell her beautiful and how long it took
    For you to put it on
    It was early in the morn'
    She resembled a model out of a Macbook
    (Concentrating on the way my) eyeliner thickens
    (He stand behind me and try to) figure her vision
    (Of prettyness, the wittiness of colors on my skin tone)
    (My complexion in a direction) I've outgrown
    (I feel like it's not enough)
    (I can never put on too much makeup)
    (Yeah I know) your imperfections
    (I be constantly stressing)
    (From him is where I get it from)
    (They tell me I need to) smile
    (At least once in a while)
    (I hate my lips, my nose, my) eyebrows
    (It's the beauty in me)
    (But what he don't see)
    (Is that I had a black)--(bleep)---
    To be continued... 11
    I got mind control while I'm here
    You goin' hate me when I'm gone
    Ain't no blood clot and no fear
    I got hope inside of my bones

  4. #288
    Join Date
    May 2008
    Boise, Idaho
    Adopted Bronco:
    Barrel Man


    Amy in the white coat- By Bright Eyes

    You take your clothes off right after school
    The tea is on, the flame is blue
    You hope this won't take all afternoon
    The TV's waiting to talk to you
    It's your naked body on white velour
    But there's no feeling, just weight on you
    You get nauseous now as he speaks to you
    Such proper language for acts so cruel
    He says "We all follow the rules
    We can't very well go and break them now, can we
    For you?
    Your older sisters, I've had them too
    But you're my favorite, you know it's true
    You look like your mother, in that thin disguise
    Your parting mouth, your shutting eyes
    And the way that you hate me, and the length of your hair
    It's the reason I made you, it's the bond that we share
    You see we're all trying to endure
    You could easily go and make your own life somewhere
    Couldn't you?"

    With the sunbeams bright
    You keep your eyes shut
    Your alarm clock lies
    Get to school on time
    Where you're a bag of warm fluid
    Where you're the corpse in the class
    You walk so near to the lockers
    You lay so low in the grass
    Did you get that coat from the principal?
    Did you get that bruise on the bus?
    You should wash your hair more
    You should look more like us
    I saw you walking once under powder blue skies
    You looked cold still, your color was high
    And I tried to talk to you, but you walked right by
    I don't know which I said then, hello or goodbye
    We all want to be pure
    But it isn't a very easy thing now, is it
    To do?

  5. #289


    Angie, Angie
    When will those clouds all disappear?
    Angie, Angie
    Where will it lead us from here?
    With no loving in our souls
    And no money in our coats
    You can't say we're satisfied
    But Angie, Angie
    You can't say we never tried
    Angie, You're beautiful
    But ain't it time we said goodbye
    Angie, I still love you
    Remember all those nights we cried?
    All the dreams we held so close
    Seemed to all go up in smoke
    Let me whisper in your ear
    Angie, Angie
    Where will it lead us from here?
    If you ain't Dutch, you ain't much.

  6. #290
    Join Date
    Jan 2008
    Madison, WI
    Adopted Bronco:


    Now every day I been listening to "Love Supreme"
    I mean I've fallen in deep like a submarine
    I mean she's not a fashion model or the queen of the prom
    Or a voluptuous blonde who hangs with James Bond
    But she's got a confidence that caught my eye
    And I'm drawn like a pawn but I don't know why
    So I asked her over to have a soda
    She just laughed and said, "No, Casanova"
    And when I asked why she blew a kiss back with that
    Smile that could light up a room that was pitch black
    Movin slow like a rotary phone, she made it known
    I'm not a wild oat to be sewn
    So I'm always on my toes and that's part of the vibe
    I find her physically attractive but it's hard to describe
    She could be vanilla coffee or chocolate milk
    But words fail when it comes to Abigail Silk

    I met her at the ice cream truck on my block
    She bought a snow cone and a Astro Pop
    I ordered a buttercup but I didn't have enough
    I asked her for a nickel and she gave me a buck
    I said how could I repay you, you saved the day?
    Let's hit a matinee and I pay your way
    She said she'd love to, but in the same breath
    She said she couldn't and I'd have to take a rain check
    Well, I guess she just killed that
    And just to save face I gave her the dollar bill back
    But she said the money wasn't a loan
    Then she kissed me on my cheek but she dropped her cone
    So I gave her mine and I walked her home
    Put her number in my memory but lost her phone
    And I haven't seen her since but if you do
    Tell Abigail to come through (tell who)
    I got mind control while I'm here
    You goin' hate me when I'm gone
    Ain't no blood clot and no fear
    I got hope inside of my bones

  7. #291
    Join Date
    Dec 2007
    Adopted Bronco:
    Case Keenum BITCHES!


    The rangers had a homecoming in harlem late last night
    And the magic rat drove his sleek machine over the jersey state line
    Barefoot girl sitting on the hood of a dodge
    Drinking warm beer in the soft summer rain
    The rat pulls into town rolls up his pants
    Together they take a stab at romance and disappear down flamingo lane

    Well the maximum lawman run down flamingo chasing the rat and the barefoot Girl
    And the kids round here look just like shadows always quiet, holding hands
    From the churches to the jails tonight all is silence in the world
    As we take our stand down in jungleland

    The midnight gangs assembled and picked a rendezvous for the night
    They'll meet `neath that giant exxon sign that brings this fair city light
    Man there's an opera out on the turnpike
    There's a ballet being fought out in the alley
    Until the local cops, cherry tops, rips this holy night
    The streets alive as secret debts are paid
    Contacts made, they vanished unseen
    Kids flash guitars just like switch-blades hustling for the record machine
    The hungry and the hunted explode into rocknroll bands
    That face off against each other out in the street down in jungleland

    In the parking lot the visionaries dress in the latest rage
    Inside the backstreet girls are dancing to the records that the d.j. plays
    Lonely-hearted lovers struggle in dark corners
    Desperate as the night moves on, just a look and a whisper, and they're gone

    Beneath the city two hearts beat
    Soul engines running through a night so tender in a bedroom locked
    In whispers of soft refusal and then surrender in the tunnels uptown
    The rats own dream guns him down as shots echo down them hallways in the Night
    No one watches when the ambulance pulls away
    Or as the girl shuts out the bedroom light

    Outside the streets on fire in a real death waltz
    Between flesh and what's fantasy and the poets down here
    Don't write nothing at all, they just stand back and let it all be
    And in the quick of the night they reach for their moment
    And try to make an honest stand but they wind up wounded, not even dead
    Tonight in jungleland

  8. #292
    Join Date
    Sep 2007
    Adopted Bronco:
    Todd Davis


    Just a snippet:

    And the license said you had to stick around until I was dead.
    But if you're tired of looking at my face I guess I already am.

    anyone know those lyrics?
    The sharp edge of a razor is difficult to pass over; thus the wise say the path to Salvation is hard.

  9. #293
    Join Date
    Dec 2007
    Alberta, Canada


    "Slow walking Walter
    Fire engine guy"

    Deep Purple.

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