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Thursday, November 05, 2009
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Category: Music
I lie, I wait I stop, I hesitate I am, I breathe I meant, I think of me
Is it any wonder I can't sleep? All I have is all you gave to me Is it any wonder I found peace through you? Turn to the gates of heaven, to myself be damned Turn away from light It's not enough, just a touch It's not enough
I taste, I love I come, I bleed enough I hate, I'm not I was, I want too much
Is it any wonder I can't sleep? All I have is all you gave to me Is it any wonder I found peace through you? Turn to the gates of heaven, to myself be damned Turn away from light It's not enough, just a touch It's not enough, just a touch It's not enough, just a touch It's not enough, just a touch It's not enough, just a touch It's not enough, just a touch
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Thursday, November 05, 2009
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Don't worry about not understanding this German Rapper... He's rapping in Klingon... yeah Klingon...
We've all had this conversation...
In The Sims, everyone can see you pee...
HUMAN SCARFICE!!!
JIM FUCKIN" MORRISON TOLD ME, THAT's WHO!!!!
Neil Gaiman works his magic on comics once again...
Hot Zombie...
Yay, Lil Cthulhu!
Tips for next year, people...
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Monday, October 26, 2009
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Category: Music
I was born in the dirt I never had no home And the places Ive lived You dont wanna know But if you wanna hear evil Just come a little bit close
I was a snake-eyed boy And at the age of five I made love to the howl of the wolves With a dark haired girl So if you wanna hear evil Come a little bit close
She whispered in my ear Little boy you the one Set the world to rights Make it tremble in fear Do it one more time cause you the one, youre the one
Youre the one, youre the one Youre the one, youre the one Yea, youre the one Little boy, youre the one Do it one more time
She said the path you walk Gonn be hard one to tread cause the night is your only love Lots of girls gonn be hurt Said its part of your fate cause youre the one, youre the one
And now I know my place In this life I ride And I know the things I feel A burning deep inside So if you want to meet evil Im the one, Im the one
Im the one, Im the one Im the one, Im the one Yea, Im the one Im the one, Im the one Do it one more time
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Friday, October 23, 2009
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Category: Music
MC Chris is dead and he ain't never coming back You should have been nicer when you were blazin' up the track No well wishers, it's just bitches talkin' trash 'Cause the aftermath is saying that rap is whack (MC Chris is dead!) On arrival, watch his rivals revel the jealous Relish the moment their opponent went to bevel Six feet under, what a bummer, it's no wonder the waste Could have been a contender, now maggots munchin' his face MC's often in his coffin, lyin' down, lost in thought Groupies gather at the grave and done throw posies on the pot Haters hate off in the distance, telescoping with binoc's Smoking basket after laughing, get their knickers in knots They play, in the park, in the dark, where they spark a spliff Raise it high in the sky and cry "This shit is for Chris" Then the talent tailor, how he really was a pimp Hands wanted to be on, just want to be on his dick
I'll wait to the day's end when the moon is high And then I'll rise with the tide with a lust for life, I'll Amass an army, and we'll harness a horde And then we'll limp across the land until we stand at the shore I'll wait to day's end when the moon is high And then I'll rise with the tide with a lust for life, I'll Amass an army, and we'll harness a horde And then we'll limp across the land until we stand at the shore
MC Chris is dead and is dreadfully morbid He forfeits, forever free for the poor kids One stepped at the bottom with demonic endorphins I was power rings restrained, no more Mighty Morphin' We couldn't close the lid, there'll be no bids on his toys No will for the rumor mill, no bills to enjoy He kept every penny 'cept the two on his eyes Now the diggers at Denny's, gettin' cheese on his fries As for the babies and their mamma's, there'll be drama for days Looks like he got his likeness, now it's time to get paid So many starvin' Marvin Garden, claimin' MC C But he's a seedless greed, makin' peace in the RIP It's a croc in the pot, is fraught, of it be the mock death He's got the awesomest posthumous box set They're airbrushing MC, on plain white tee's Another life lost to violence, silence if you please
I'll wait to the day's end when the moon is high And then I'll rise with the tide with a lust for life, I'll Amass an army, and we'll harness a horde And then we'll limp across the land until we stand at the shore I'll wait to day's end when the moon is high And then I'll rise with the tide with a lust for life, I'll Amass an army, and we'll harness a horde And then we'll limp across the land until we stand at the shore
My name is MC Chris and yo I can't get laid Now they lay me to rest, how am I gonna get paid? These quarters are cramped and I'm crazy claustrophobic Consider it, note it, I feel belittled and bloated I better bust out in a hurry, 'cause I ain't hating the road then I can barely bust a move because my body is broken But I'm covered in collections, though you can't take it with you Someone pass me a tissue while they gnash on my tissue Somebody prayed to Vishnu any deity will do I claw at my satin ceiling, I've got nothing to lose And through the dirt and the thick mud, I'll tunnel like dig dug Or the underminer, my desire is the big buck Can I convey the basement without wasting my words Fossilization's what I'm facin' unless defacement occurs So I rise to the occasion, there's no waitin' for worms And please no zombie player haters Man, what have we learned?
I'll wait to the day's end when the moon is high And then I'll rise with the tide with a lust for life, I'll Amass an army, and we'll harness a horde And then we'll limp across the land until we stand at the shore I'll wait to day's end when the moon is high And then I'll rise with the tide with a lust for life, I'll Amass an army, and we'll harness a horde And then we'll limp across the land until we stand at the shore
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Tuesday, October 20, 2009
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I knew one day that lamp would go too far...
You have to admit, as far as juggling goes this is cool...
Couldn't Embedd this, but link will show you why Van Damne is a douche.
It was made in the sixties, thats all Im sayin'
What did that TV ever do to you? WTF!
"Our fish have AIDS!"
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Monday, October 19, 2009
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The Good Bye Look by Donald Fagen
The surf was easy on the day I came to stay On this quiet island in the bay I remember a line of women all in white The laughter and the steel bands at night Now the Americans are gone exept for two The embassy's been hard to reach There's been talk and lately a bit of action after dark Behind the big casino on the beach The rules are changed It's not the same It's all new players in a whole new ball game Last night I dreamed of an old lover dressed in gray I've had this fever now since yesterday Wake up darling they're knocking the Colonel's standing in the sun With his stupid face the glasses and the gun I know what hapens I read the book I believe I just got the goodbye look Won't you pour me a Cuban breeze Gretchen I know a fellow with a motor launch for hire A skinny man with two-one shoes Cause tonight they're arranging a small reception just for me Behind the big casino by the sea I know what hapens I read the book I believe I just got the goodbye look
Every Planet We Reach is Dead By Gorillaz
I lost my leg like I lost my way So no loose ends Nothing to see me down How are we going to work this out?
Dreams aren't bad, I had turned back I love the girl But God only knows it's Getting hard to see the sun coming through I love you... But what are we going to do?
Picture I'm a dreamer I'll take you deeper Down to the sleepy glow Time is a low.. Don't you know? What are we going to do?
When you go back All the second selfless days You're in love with him I want to see you again I love you... But what are we going to do?
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Friday, October 16, 2009
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These clips are all to Honor Captain Lou Albino, not as a wrestler, but as Mario "Jumpman" Mario.
Some history to learn ya...
And now...
"Baby Mario Love" Watch this with only audio...
9001: A Mario Odyssey" "I'm sorry Mario I can not allow you to do that.."
What's a cheezy show without Elvira...
"Go to hell before you die"
There was a glitch in the matrix on this one...
Lou goes against the polygraph.
Lastly, Capt. Lou is in a bike gang in this... one of the best movies ever...
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Tuesday, October 13, 2009
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Love may not tear us apart but this man's gaze could...
SAM runs on the soul of a orphan
I believe it...
and lastly a plain white "T"
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Tuesday, October 13, 2009
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Car Ball...
and now.... The Dick Whisperer...
I liked Captain Janeway...
So make sure you get the Carfax on cars that come from Samoa s Yeah, I guess when Binding Arbitration allows little things like Gang Rape to be swept under the rug, then yeah, its not so cool...
and now.... An Evening with Paul Lynde...
Gali!...... oh well that's our Gali!!
That last one was horrible, now for real children's television. Say Hi to Uncle Fran.
Lastly,... A Zombie vs. a Shark.... the wait is over...
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Tuesday, October 13, 2009
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Category: Music
I don't want you to Be no slave I don't want you To wake all day I don't want you To be true I just want to make Love to you
I don't want you to Wash my clothes I don't want you To keep our home I don't want your Money too I just want to make Love to you Love to you Love to you love to you
They tell about the way you Switch and walk Now I can see by the way you Baby talk Now I can know by the way you Treat your man That I could love you baby until the Cryin' shame
I don't want you to Cook my bread I don't want you To make my bed I don't want to Because I'm sad and blue I just want to make Love to you love to you love to you love to you... (repeat, and fade)
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