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Post by Christine on Jun 13, 2007 17:07:30 GMT -5
Busted flat in Baton Rouge, waiting for a train And I's feeling nearly as faded as my jeans. Bobby thumbed a diesel down just before it rained, It rode us all the way to New Orleans.
I pulled my harp on out of my dirty red bandanna, I was playing soft while Bobby sang the blues. Windshield wipers slapping time, I was holding Bobby's hand in mine, We sang every song that driver knew.
Freedom's just another word for nothing left to lose, Nothing don't mean nothing honey if it ain't free, now now. And feeling good was easy, Lord, when he sang the blues, You know feeling good was good enough for me, Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee.
From the Kentucky coal mines to the California sun, Hey, Bobby shared the secrets of my soul. Through all kinds of weather, through everything we done, Hey Bobby baby? kept me from the cold.
One day up near Salinas, Lord, I let him slip away, He's looking for that home and I hope he finds it, But I'd trade all of my tomorrows for one single yesterday To be holding Bobby's body next to mine.
Freedom is just another word for nothing left to lose, Nothing, that's all that Bobby left me, yeah, But feeling good was easy, Lord, when he sang the blues, Hey, feeling good was good enough for me, hmm hmm, Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee.
La la la, la la la la, la la la, la la la la La la la la la Bobby McGee. La la la la la, la la la la la La la la la la, Bobby McGee, la.
La La la, la la la la la la, La La la la la la la la la, hey now Bobby now Bobby McGee yeah. Na na na na na na na na, na na na na na na na na na na na Hey now Bobby now, Bobby McGee, yeah.
Lord, I'm calling my lover, calling my man, I said I'm calling my lover just the best I can, C'mon, hey now Bobby yeah, hry now Bobby McGee, yeah, Lordy Lordy Lordy Lordy Lordy Lordy Lordy Lord Hey, hey, hey, Bobby McGee, Lord!
Yeah! Whew!
Lordy Lordy Lordy Lordy Lordy Lordy Lordy Lord Hey, hey, hey, Bobby McGee.
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Post by Shadi on Jun 13, 2007 17:56:05 GMT -5
*Shadi snickered.*
"You know that song was written about a girl, right?"
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Post by Christine on Jun 13, 2007 18:33:47 GMT -5
"I know. I just like it."
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Post by Shadi on Jun 14, 2007 18:15:15 GMT -5
"You're totally a lesbian."
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Post by Irene on Jun 14, 2007 19:19:08 GMT -5
POSTING AS CHRISTINE
*Thinks*
"You know, that would have made my life a lot easier."
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Post by Sylvia on Jun 14, 2007 19:20:22 GMT -5
((Buhuhahahaha. Ok...as you were.))
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Post by Satan on Jun 15, 2007 10:54:40 GMT -5
*Back on stage*
Please allow me to introduce myself I'm a woman of wealth and taste I've been around for a long, long year Stole many a mans soul and faith And I was round when Jesus Christ Had his moment of doubt and pain Made damn sure that Pilate Washed his hands and sealed his fate Pleased to meet you Hope you guess my name But what's puzzling you Is the nature of my game I stuck around St. Petersburg When I saw it was a time for a change Killed the czar and his ministers Anastasia screamed in vain I rode a tank Held a generals rank When the Blitzkrieg raged And the bodies stank Pleased to meet you Hope you guess my name, oh yeah Ah, what's puzzling you Is the nature of my game, oh yeah I watched with glee While your kings and queens Fought for ten decades For the gods they made I shouted out, Who killed the Kennedys? When after all It was you and me Let me please introduce myself I'm a woman of wealth and taste And I laid traps for troubadours Who get killed before they reached Bombay Pleased to meet you Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah But what's puzzling you Is the nature of my game, oh yeah, get down, baby Pleased to meet you Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah But what's confusing you Is just the nature of my game Just as every cop is a criminal And all the sinners saints As heads is tails Just call me Lucifer Cause I'm in need of some restraint So if you meet me Have some courtesy Have some sympathy, and some taste Use all your well-learned politesse Or Ill lay your soul to waste, um yeah Pleased to meet you Hope you guessed my name, um yeah But what's puzzling you Is the nature of my game, um mean it, get down Woo, who Oh yeah, get on down Oh yeah Oh yeah! Tell me baby, what's my name Tell me honey, can ya guess my name Tell me baby, whats my name I tell you one time, youre to blame Ooo, who Ooo, who Ooo, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Oh, yeah What's me name Tell me, baby, whats my name Tell me, sweetie, whats my name Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, who Oh, yeah
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Post by Leia on Jun 22, 2007 18:56:14 GMT -5
*Gets up, lets her hair down, and sings*
When they kick at your front door How you gonna come? With your hands on your head Or on the trigger of your gun
When the law break in How you gonna go? Shot down on the pavement Or waiting on death row
You can crush us You can bruise us But you'll have to answer to Oh, the guns of Brixton
The money feels good And your life you like it well But surely your time will come As in heaven, as in hell
You see, he feels like Ivan Born under the Brixton sun His game is called survivin' At the end of the harder they come
You know it means no mercy They caught him with a gun No need for the Black Maria Goodbye to the Brixton sun
You can crush us You can bruise us Yes, even shoot us But oh-the guns of Brixton
When they kick at your front door How you gonna come? With your hands on your head Or on the trigger of your gun
You can crush us You can bruise us Yes, even shoot us But oh-the guns of Brixton
Shot down on the pavement Waiting in death row His game is called survivin' As in heaven as in hell
You can crush us You can bruise us But you'll have to answer to Oh, the guns of Brixton
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Post by Nadir on Jun 28, 2007 23:00:10 GMT -5
*Nadir got up into the spotlight, in a lot of black leather, and all of it tight.*
"Mother mother tell your children That their time has just begun I have suffered for my anger There are wars that can't be won
Father father please believe me I am laying down my guns I am broken like an arrow Forgive me Forgive your wayward son
Everybody needs somebody to love (mother, mother) Everybody needs somebody to hate (please believe me) Everybody's bitching cause they can't get enough And it's hard to hold on When there's no one to lean on
Faith: you know you're gonna live through the rain Lord you got to keep the faith Faith: don't let your love turn to hate Right now we got to Keep the faith Keep the faith Keep the faith Lord we got to keep the faith
Tell me baby when I hurt you Do you keep it all inside Do you tell me all's forgiven And just hide behind your pride
Everybody needs somebody to love (mother, father) Everybody needs somebody to hate (please don't leave me) Everybody's bleeding cause the times are tough Well it's hard to be strong When there's no one to dream on
Faith: you know you're gonna live through the rain Lord you got to keep the faith Now you know is not too late Oh you got to keep the faith Faith: don't let your love turn to hate Right now we got to Keep the faith Keep the faith Keep the faith Lord we got to keep the faith
((BUTTSECKS INTERLUDE))
Walking in the footsteps Of society's lies I don't like what I see no more Sometimes I wish that I was blind Sometimes I wait forever To stand out in the rain So no one sees me cryin' Trying to wash away the pain Mother father
There's things I've done I can't erase Every night we fall from grace
It's hard with the world in your face Trying to hold on, trying to hold on
Faith: you know you're gonna live through the rain Lord you got to keep the faith Faith: don't let your love turn to hate Right now we got to keep the faith Faith: now its not too late Try to hold on, trying to hold on Keep the faith."
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Post by Renn on Jul 12, 2007 19:58:27 GMT -5
*Renn gets on stage and rocks out, ala Bridget Jones.*
When I was young I never needed anyone And making love was just for fun Those days are gone Livin alone I think of all the friends Ive known When I dial the telephone Nobodys home
All by myself Dont wanna be All by myself Anymore
Hard to be sure Sometimes I feel so insecure And loves so distant and obscure Remains the cure
All by myself Dont wanna be All by myself Anymore All by myself Dont wanna live All by myself Anymore
When I was young I never needed anyone Making love was just for fun Those days are gone
All by myself Dont wanna be All by myself Anymore All by myself Dont wanna live Oh Dont wanna live By myself, by myself Anymore By myself Anymore Oh All by myself Dont wanna live I never, never, never Needed anyone
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Post by kate on Aug 10, 2007 16:59:16 GMT -5
*Grabs the mic and sings*
I hear the train a comin' It's rolling round the bend And I ain't seen the sunshine since I don't know when, I'm stuck in Folsom prison, and time keeps draggin' on But that train keeps a rollin' on down to San Anton..
When I was a child my mama told me "Hon, Always be a good girl, don't ever play with guns." But I shot a man in Reno just to watch him die When I hear that whistle blowing, I hang my head and cry..
I bet there's rich folks eating in a fancy dining car They're probably drinkin' coffee and smoking big cigars. Well I know I had it coming, I know I can't be free But those people keep a movin' And that's what tortures me...
Well if they'd free me from this prison, If that railroad train was mine I bet I'd move just a little further down the line Far from Folsom prison, that's where I want to stay And I'd let that lonesome whistle blow my blues away.....
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Post by Christine on Aug 12, 2007 8:14:50 GMT -5
*Slightly drunk*
First I was afraid I was petrified Kept thinking I could never live without you by my side But I spent so many nights thinking how you did me wrong I grew strong I learned how to carry on and so you're back from outer space I just walked in to find you here with that sad look upon your face I should have changed my stupid lock I should have made you leave your key If I had known for just one second you'd be back to bother me
Go on now go walk out the door just turn around now 'cause you're not welcome anymore weren't you the one who tried to hurt me with goodbye you think I'd crumble you think I'd lay down and die Oh no, not I I will survive as long as i know how to love I know I will stay alive I've got all my life to live I've got all my love to give and I'll survive I will survive
It took all the strength I had not to fall apart kept trying hard to mend the pieces of my broken heart and I spent oh so many nights just feeling sorry for myself I used to cry Now I hold my head up high and you see me somebody new I'm not that chained up little person still in love with you and so you felt like dropping in and just expect me to be free now I'm saving all my loving for someone who's loving me
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Post by Sarah on Feb 24, 2008 2:41:37 GMT -5
*Somewhat melancholy*
Are you going to Scarborough Fair: Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme. Remember me to one who lives there. She once was a true love of mine.
On the side of a hill in the deep forest green. Tracing of sparrow on snow-crested brown. Blankets and bedclothes the child of the mountain Sleeps unaware of the clarion call.
Tell her to make me a cambric shirt: Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme; Without no seams nor needle work, Then she'll be a true love of mine.
On the side of a hill a sprinkling of leaves. Washes the grave with silvery tears. A soldier cleans and polishes a gun. Sleeps unaware of the clarion call.
Tell her to find me an acre of land: Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme; Between the salt water and the sea strand, Then she'll be a true love of mine.
War bellows blazing in scarlet battalions. General order their soldiers to kill. And to fight for a cause they've long ago forgotten.
Tell her to reap it with a sickle of leather: Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme; And gather it all in a bunch of heather, Then she'll be a true love of mine.
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Post by Dracula on Mar 5, 2008 4:33:06 GMT -5
Ma-ia-hii Ma-ia-hu Ma-ia-ha Ma-ia-ha ha
Ma-ia-hii Ma-ia-hu Ma-ia-ha Ma-ia-ha ha
Ma-ia-hii Ma-ia-hu Ma-ia-ha Ma-ia-ha ha
Alo, salut, sunt eu, un haiduc, Si te rog, iubirea mea, primeste fericirea. Alo, alo, sunt eu Picasso, Ti-am dat beep, si sunt voinic, Dar sa stii nu-ti cer nimic.
Vrei sa pleci dar nu ma, nu ma iei, Nu ma, nu ma iei, Nu ma, nu ma, nu ma iei. Chipul tau si dragostea din tei, Mi-amintesc de ochii tai.
Vrei sa pleci dar nu ma, nu ma iei, Nu ma, nu ma iei, Nu ma, nu ma, nu ma iei. Chipul tau si dragostea din tei, Mi-amintesc de ochii tai.
Te sun, sa-ti spun, ce simt acum, Alo, iubirea mea, sunt eu, fericirea. Alo, alo, sunt iarasi eu, Picasso, Ti-am dat beep, si sunt voinic, Dar sa stii nu-ti cer nimic.
Vrei sa pleci dar nu ma, nu ma iei, Nu ma, nu ma iei, Nu ma, nu ma, nu ma iei. Chipul tau si dragostea din tei, Mi-amintesc de ochii tai.
Vrei sa pleci dar nu ma, nu ma iei, Nu ma, nu ma iei, Nu ma, nu ma, nu ma iei. Chipul tau si dragostea din tei, Mi-amintesc de ochii tai.
Ma-ia-hii Ma-ia-hu Ma-ia-ha Ma-ia-ha ha
Ma-ia-hii Ma-ia-hu Ma-ia-ha Ma-ia-ha ha
Ma-ia-hii Ma-ia-hu Ma-ia-ha Ma-ia-ha ha
Ma-ia-hii Ma-ia-hu Ma-ia-ha Ma-ia-ha ha
Vrei sa pleci dar nu ma, nu ma iei, Nu ma, nu ma iei, Nu ma, nu ma, nu ma iei. Chipul tau si dragostea din tei, Mi-amintesc de ochii tai.
Vrei sa pleci dar nu ma, nu ma iei, Nu ma, nu ma iei, Nu ma, nu ma, nu ma iei. Chipul tau si dragostea din tei, Mi-amintesc de ochii tai.www.youtube.com/watch?v=BgU_m3SuYPE((This post was brought to you by Marijke's cheerfulness and her morning cup of coffee.))
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Post by Pina on Mar 5, 2008 6:40:42 GMT -5
((*sprays coffee on the computer* Dude. So much love.))
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