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  • #31
    Follow Your Arrow" by katy musgraves

    If you save yourself for marriage
    You're a bore
    If you don't save yourself for marriage
    You're a hor-rible person
    If you won't have a drink
    Then you're a prude
    But they'll call you a drunk
    As soon as you down the first one

    If you can't lose the weight
    Then you're just fat
    But if you lose too much
    Then you're on crack
    You're damned if you do
    And you're damned if you don't
    So you might as well just do
    Whatever you want
    So

    Make lots of noise
    Kiss lots of boys
    Or kiss lots of girls
    If that's something you're into
    When the straight and narrow
    Gets a little too straight
    Roll up a joint, or don't
    Just follow your arrow
    Wherever it points, yeah
    Follow your arrow
    Wherever it points

    If you don't go to church
    You'll go to hell
    If you're the first one
    On the front row
    You're self-righteous
    Son of a-
    Can't win for losing
    You'll just disappoint 'em
    Just 'cause you can't beat 'em
    Don't mean you should join 'em

    So make lots of noise
    Kiss lots of boys
    Or kiss lots of girls
    If that's something you're into
    When the straight and narrow
    Gets a little too straight
    Roll up a joint, or don't
    Just follow your arrow
    Wherever it points, yeah
    Follow your arrow
    Wherever it points

    Say what you think
    Love who you love
    'Cause you just get
    So many trips 'round the sun
    Yeah, you only
    Only live once

    So make lots of noise
    Kiss lots of boys
    Or kiss lots of girls
    If that's what you're into
    When the straight and narrow
    Gets a little too straight
    Roll up a joint, I would
    And follow your arrow
    Wherever it points, yeah
    Follow your arrow
    Wherever it points

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    • #32
      "FML"...

      The anthem for the world we live in today.... brand new from Godsmack... here's "FML":
      Make me lie when I'm open,
      without even knowing!
      Wasting time dragging me down
      through everything that’s broken!
      Tried so hard to impress me
      by pushing up against me!
      Wait for one more second,
      so you can still correct me

      Take me, try to break me open
      Why? 'Cause I know something
      Hate me, trying to make me change what’s right
      So {frak} my life!

      Time stands still when I’m with you,
      but you make me want to kill you!
      How am I supposed to break through?
      I can’t even understand you!
      I don’t mind watching you crumble
      for everything you do to me!
      Why do you push so hard
      and constantly try to test me?

      Take me, try to break me open
      Why? 'Cause I know something
      Hate me, trying to make me change what’s right
      So {frak} my life!

      Take me, try to break me open
      Why? 'Cause I know you hate your life
      So {frak} my life!

      (Take me, and try to break me
      Hate me, {frak} my life
      Take me, and try to break me
      Hate me)
      {Frak} my life!

      Take me, try to break me open
      Why? 'Cause I know something
      Hate me, trying to make me change what’s right
      So {frak} my life!

      Take me, try to break me open
      Why? 'Cause I know you hate your life
      So {frak} my life!

      Take me, break me
      Hate me, don’t try to change me
      Take me, break me, take me, break me, hate me
      {Frak} my life
      "Eventually one outgrows the fairy tales of childhood, belief in Santa and the Easter Bunny, and believing that SCs are even capable of imagining themselves in our position."
      --StanFlouride

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      • #33
        "I Don't Belong"...

        "I Don't Belong" by Godsmack
        Secrets -- buried deep at the bottom of my heart
        Beaten -- throughout every corner of my life
        I'll fall apart

        I don't belong -- I don't fit in
        I'm dead and gone -- I thought that I could win
        I'm holding on to what's within
        I'm coming strong with everything I can

        Reaching -- does anyone still believe in who I am?
        Bleeding -- every part of me is being taken
        from deep within
        Understand -- it's who I am!

        I don't belong -- I don't fit in
        I'm dead and gone -- I thought that I could win
        I'm holding on to what's within
        I'm coming strong with everything I can

        I don't belong -- I don't fit in
        I'm dead and gone -- I thought that I could win

        I'll find my way out, I know it can't be long
        My end of days I'm hoping will be gone

        I don't belong -- I don't fit in
        I'm dead and gone -- I thought that I could win
        I'm holding on to what's within
        I'm coming strong with everything I can

        I don't belong -- I don't fit in
        I'm dead and gone -- I thought that I could win
        I'm holding on to what's within
        I'm coming strong with everything I can
        Understand -- it's who I am!
        Last edited by Jack T. Chance; 08-11-2014, 07:42 AM.
        "Eventually one outgrows the fairy tales of childhood, belief in Santa and the Easter Bunny, and believing that SCs are even capable of imagining themselves in our position."
        --StanFlouride

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        • #34
          Quoth Jack T. Chance View Post
          The anthem for the world we live in today.... brand new from Godsmack... here's "FML":

          I just bought this CD on Sunday. I've already listened to it 8 times through, and am still going all fan girl on it.
          Pain and suffering are inevitable...misery is optional.

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          • #35
            Quoth NecessaryCatharsis View Post
            I just bought this CD on Sunday. I've already listened to it 8 times through, and am still going all fan girl on it.
            Rock on!
            "Eventually one outgrows the fairy tales of childhood, belief in Santa and the Easter Bunny, and believing that SCs are even capable of imagining themselves in our position."
            --StanFlouride

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            • #36
              "What's Next?"...

              "What's Next?" by Godsmack
              Freezing me, take me by my hand
              Show me things I can't understand
              For now, I'll wait and see
              what we become, what will become of me
              And time's not gonna wait, not for one day
              It's gonna break us the same way!

              Some of us love and some of us hate!
              And some of us fear the end won't come our way

              In death, life, what's next?
              The only thing certain is death,
              life, what's next?
              It is the only thing

              Born in time, those things that we all love
              Not knowing why, or where we go when it's all done
              So take all you can take
              Learn from your life, make no mistake
              It's all part of the way
              And tell me why, why we're all blind,
              why we're all blind from uncertainty

              Some of us love and some of us hate!
              And some of us fear the end won't come our way

              In death, life, what's next?
              The only thing certain is death,
              life, what's next?
              It is the only thing

              So many questions, hoping answers somehow come to me
              It's getting harder to believe
              I'm trying to make sense of this matter
              No way I can see these circumstances helping me
              No, I know nothing!
              I know nothing!

              Some of us love and some of us hate!
              And some of us fear the end won't come our way

              In death, life, what's next?
              The only thing certain is death,
              life, what's next?
              It is the only thing

              In death, life, what's next?
              The only thing certain is death,
              life, what's next?
              It is the only thing
              Is it the only thing for me?!
              "Eventually one outgrows the fairy tales of childhood, belief in Santa and the Easter Bunny, and believing that SCs are even capable of imagining themselves in our position."
              --StanFlouride

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              • #37
                A song that I'm sure our very own Jester would probably enjoy, George Formby's "The Window Cleaner"
                Now I go cleanin' windows to earn an honest bob
                For a nosy parker it's an interestin' job

                Now it's a job that just suits me
                A window cleaner you would be
                If you can see what I can see
                When I'm cleanin' windows

                Honeymoonin' couples too
                You should see them bill 'n coo
                You'd be surprised at things they do
                When I'm cleanin' windows

                In my profession I'll work hard
                But I'll never stop
                I'll climb this blinkin' ladder
                Till I get right to the top

                The blushin' bride, she looks divine
                The bridegroom he is doin' fine
                I'd rather have his job than mine
                When I'm cleanin' windows

                The chambermaids' sweet names I call
                It's a wonder I don't fall
                My mind's not on my work at all
                When I'm cleanin' windows

                I know a fella, such a swell
                He has a thirst, that's plain to tell
                I've seen him drink his bath as well
                When I'm cleanin' windows

                Oh, in my profession I'll work hard
                But I'll never stop
                I'll climb this blinkin' ladder
                Till I get right to the top

                Pyjamas lyin' side by side
                Ladies nighties I have spied
                I've often seen what goes inside
                When I'm cleanin' windows

                ------ banjo ------

                Now there's a famous talkie queen
                She looks a flapper on the screen
                She's more like eightie than eighteen
                When I'm cleanin' windows

                She pulls her hair all down behind
                Then pulls down her... never mind
                And after that pulls down the blind
                When I'm cleanin' windows

                In my profession I'll work hard
                But I'll never stop
                I'll climb this blinkin' ladder
                Till I get right to the top

                An old maid walks around the floor
                She's so fed up, one day I'm sure
                She'll drag me in and lock the door
                When I'm cleanin' windows

                When I'm cleanin' windows
                PWNADE(TM) - Serve up a glass today! | PWNZER - An act of pwnage so awesome, it's like the victim got hit by a tank.

                There are only Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse because I choose to walk!

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                • #38
                  "The Storm" by Flying Colors

                  There was a time
                  When my life was easy
                  Stretched out in the sun
                  Everything was clover
                  The world was off my shoulders for awhile

                  But then the sky turned a bomb fire shade
                  And hit me like a gun
                  It passed with flying colors
                  There's no flying over...

                  The storm...
                  We will dance as it breaks
                  The storm...
                  It will give as it takes
                  And all of our pain is washed away
                  Don't cry or be afraid
                  Some things only can be made
                  In the storm

                  Sometimes we get swept away
                  We're forced to take the change
                  The desert gives you comfort
                  You can't stay here all your wounded life

                  Underneath is the tempest rage
                  Your secrets come undone
                  When mountains need movin'
                  Let me help you through it

                  The storm...
                  We will dance as it breaks
                  The storm...
                  Comes as fast as it fades
                  And all of our pain is washed away
                  Don't cry or be afraid
                  Some things only can be made
                  In the storm

                  All your secrets come undone
                  Every web you've ever spun
                  All your secrets come undone
                  Let'em go
                  Let it come...

                  The storm...
                  We will dance as it breaks
                  The storm...
                  Gives you more than it takes
                  And all of our pain is washed away
                  Stare chaos in the face
                  We need only to embrace

                  Don't cry or be afraid
                  Some things only can be made
                  In the storm
                  "Kamala the Ugandan Giant" 1950-2020 • "Bullet" Bob Armstrong 1939-2020 • "Road Warrior Animal" 1960-2020 • "Zeus" Tiny Lister Jr. 1958-2020 • "Hacksaw" Butch Reed 1954-2021 • "New Jack" Jerome Young 1963-2021 • "Mr. Wonderful" Paul Orndorff 1949-2021 • "Beautiful" Bobby Eaton 1958-2021 • Daffney 1975-2021

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                  • #39
                    "Hell Yeah"...

                    "Hell Yeah" by The Bloodhound Gang
                    Alright now boys and girls, we've got another story for you now!
                    We want to introduce to you another friend of the Bible!

                    Hell yeah
                    Hell yeah
                    Hell yeah
                    Hell yeah

                    If I were God, there would be no explicit sex on T.V.
                    Like little Opie eating pie when he made it with Aunt Bea

                    If I were God, thou shall not worship false Billy Idols
                    And thou shall add the Book Of Flavor Flav to the Bible
                    Thou shall make fun of Hindus, thou shall not make a "Speed 2"
                    If I were God, that's what I'd do
                    Heavens no,
                    Hell yeah
                    Hell yeah
                    Hell yeah
                    Hell yeah

                    If I were God, I'd get a bunch of slaves to do everything
                    Norwegian lesbians that feed me grapes and know how to sing

                    If I were God, thou shall not wear tube socks with Flip-Flops
                    Thou shall sit and thou shall spin, thou shall even wife swap
                    Thou shall resist the Olsen Twins, thou shall not cut "Footloose"
                    If I were God, that's what I'd do
                    Heavens no,
                    Hell yeah
                    Hell yeah
                    Hell yeah
                    Hell yeah

                    And when they nail my pimpled ass to the cross,
                    I'll tell them I found Jesus, that should throw them off
                    He goes by the name "Hey Zeus" and steals hubcaps from cars
                    Oh "Hey Zeus" can I borrow your crowbar
                    to pry these God-damn nails out? They're beginning to hurt
                    Crucified and all I got was this lousy T-shirt
                    "I Can't Believe It's Not Butter!" I'll sing as I'm flogged
                    Yeah, that's what I would do if I were God

                    So vote for me for Savior and you'll go to Heaven
                    Your lame duck Lord is like Kevin Spacey in "Seven"
                    With creepy threats of H-E-Double-Hockey-Stick
                    You just can't teach an old God new tricks
                    But would I be a good Messiah with my low self-esteem?
                    If I don't believe in myself, would that be blasphemy?
                    Just sport some crummy "holier than thou" facade
                    Yeah, that's what I would do if I were God!
                    "Eventually one outgrows the fairy tales of childhood, belief in Santa and the Easter Bunny, and believing that SCs are even capable of imagining themselves in our position."
                    --StanFlouride

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                    • #40
                      "My December"...

                      “My December” by Linkin Park

                      Green = Chester Bennington
                      Red = Mike Shinoda
                      This is my December
                      This is my time of the year
                      This is my December
                      This is all so clear

                      This is my December
                      This is my snow-covered home
                      This is my December
                      This is me alone

                      And I…

                      Just wish that I didn’t feel like there was something I missed
                      And I…
                      Take back all the things I said to make you feel like that
                      And I…
                      Just wish that I didn’t feel like there was something I missed
                      And I…
                      Take back all the things that I said to you

                      And I’d give it all away
                      just to have somewhere to go to
                      Give it all away
                      to have someone to come home to

                      This is my December
                      these are my snow-covered trees
                      This is me pretending
                      this is all I need

                      And I…

                      Just wish that I didn’t feel like there was something I missed
                      And I…
                      Take back all the things I said to make you feel like that
                      And I…
                      Just wish that I didn’t feel like there was something I missed
                      And I…
                      Take back all the things that I said to you

                      And I’d give it all away
                      just to have somewhere to go to
                      Give it all away
                      to have someone to come home to

                      This is my December
                      This is my time of the year
                      This is my December
                      This is all so clear!

                      Give it all away
                      just to have somewhere to go to
                      Give it all away
                      to have someone to come home to
                      Give it all away
                      just to have somewhere to go to
                      Give it all away
                      to have someone to come home to
                      "Eventually one outgrows the fairy tales of childhood, belief in Santa and the Easter Bunny, and believing that SCs are even capable of imagining themselves in our position."
                      --StanFlouride

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                      • #41
                        "I Forgive..."

                        My favorite song off of Lacuna Coil's latest album Broken Crown Halo. This is the story of my pathetic love life, in a nutshell. </3

                        "I Forgive (But I Won't Forget Your Name)" by Lacuna Coil
                        You know I've been hurt before,
                        but you didn't really care
                        Had enough of empty words
                        I'm not here to stay

                        I cannot deal with you anymore
                        Once again you've crossed the line
                        And you're underestimating me again

                        I forgive the ones who hurt me,
                        but I'll not forget your name!
                        All the damage that you've done,
                        I want to see you pay!

                        'Cause I will forgive the ones who hurt me,
                        but I'll not forget your name
                        You will pay for all that you've done

                        When I put my trust in you,
                        you just threw it all away
                        All the pain you put me through,
                        you're not here to stay

                        And you're underestimating me again
                        You'll get what you've been giving

                        Let it rain, let it rain,
                        let it rain into my heart
                        I'll wash away the stains
                        that you left behind

                        Let it rain, let it rain,
                        let it rain into my heart

                        I forgive the ones who hurt me,
                        but I'll not forget your name!
                        All the damage that you've done,
                        I want to see you pay!

                        'Cause I will forgive the ones who hurt me,
                        but I'll not forget your name
                        You will pay for all that you've done

                        I forgive the ones who hurt me,
                        but I'll not forget your name!
                        All the damage that you've done,
                        I want to see you pay!

                        'Cause I will forgive the ones who hurt me,
                        but I'll not forget your name
                        You will pay for all that you've done

                        'Cause I will forgive the ones who hurt me,
                        but I'll not forget your name
                        You will pay for all that you've done
                        "Eventually one outgrows the fairy tales of childhood, belief in Santa and the Easter Bunny, and believing that SCs are even capable of imagining themselves in our position."
                        --StanFlouride

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                        • #42
                          &quot;Under the Sun&quot;...

                          One of my all-time favorite songs by the band that gave birth to the Heavy Metal genre...

                          "Under the Sun/Every Day Comes And Goes" by Black Sabbath
                          Well, I don't want no Jesus freak to tell me what it's all about
                          No black magician telling me to cast my soul out
                          Don't believe in violence, I don't even believe in peace
                          I've opened the door, now my mind's been released

                          Well, I don't want no preacher telling me about the god in the sky!
                          No, I don't want no one to tell me where I'm gonna go when I die!
                          I wanna live my life, I don't want people telling me what to do
                          I just believe in myself, 'cause no one else is true

                          Every day just comes and goes,
                          life is one long overdose
                          People driving to ruination
                          and I can't see through their frustration

                          People hiding their real faces
                          Each one running their rat races
                          Behind each flower, there grows a weed
                          in their world of make-believe

                          So believe what I tell you, it's the only way you'll find in the end
                          Just believe in yourself, you know you really shouldn't have to pretend
                          Don't let those empty people try and interfere with your mind
                          Just live your life and leave them all behind
                          Last edited by Jack T. Chance; 10-02-2015, 02:25 AM.
                          "Eventually one outgrows the fairy tales of childhood, belief in Santa and the Easter Bunny, and believing that SCs are even capable of imagining themselves in our position."
                          --StanFlouride

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                          • #43
                            &quot;The Sound Of Silence&quot;...

                            "The Sound Of Silence" by Disturbed
                            (Cover of Simon & Garfunkle)
                            Hello darkness, my old friend
                            I've come to talk with you again
                            Because a vision softly creeping
                            left its seeds while I was sleeping
                            And the vision that was planted in my brain
                            still remains within the sound of silence

                            In restless dreams, I walked alone
                            narrow streets of cobblestone
                            'Neath the halo of a street lamp,
                            I turned my collar to the cold and damp
                            When my eyes were stabbed
                            by the flash of a neon light
                            that split the night
                            and touched the sound of silence

                            And in the naked light, I saw
                            ten thousand people, maybe more
                            People talking without speaking
                            People hearing without listening
                            People writing songs
                            that voices never share
                            And no one dared
                            disturb the sound of silence

                            "Fools" said I, "you do not know
                            Silence like a cancer grows
                            Hear my words that I might teach you
                            Take my arms that I might reach you"
                            But my words like silent raindrops fell
                            and echoed in the wells of silence

                            And the people bowed and prayed
                            to the neon God they made!
                            And the sign flashed out its warning
                            in the words that it was forming!
                            And the sign said
                            "The words of the prophets
                            are written on the subway walls
                            and tenement halls"
                            And whispered in the sound of silence
                            "Eventually one outgrows the fairy tales of childhood, belief in Santa and the Easter Bunny, and believing that SCs are even capable of imagining themselves in our position."
                            --StanFlouride

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                            • #44
                              &quot;I Don't Know&quot;...

                              First post of 2016 is one of my all-time favorite songs from Ozzy Osbourne's solo career. This song became even more meaningful to me once I realized, as a young man, that I'm an Agnostic.

                              "I Don't Know" by Ozzy Osbourne
                              People look to me and say
                              "Is the end near, when is the final day?
                              What's the future of mankind?"
                              How do I know? I got left behind

                              Everyone goes through changes
                              Looking to find the truth
                              Don't look at me for answers
                              Don't ask me,
                              I don't know!

                              How am I supposed to know
                              hidden meanings that will never show?
                              Fools and prophets from the past
                              Life's a stage and we're all in the cast

                              You gotta believe in someone
                              Asking me who is right
                              Asking me who to follow
                              Don't ask me,
                              I don't know!
                              I don't know!
                              I don't know!
                              I don't know

                              Nobody ever told me,
                              I found out for myself
                              You gotta believe in foolish miracles
                              It's not how you play the game,
                              it's if you win or lose
                              You can choose, don't confuse,
                              win or lose, it's up to you!
                              It's up to you!
                              It's up to you!
                              It's up to you!
                              Go, go, go

                              People look to me and say
                              "Is the end near, when is the final day?
                              What's the future of mankind?"
                              How do I know? I got left behind, I'm lost

                              Everyone goes through changes
                              Looking to find the truth
                              Don't look at me for answers
                              Don't ask me,
                              I don't know!
                              Happy Easter everyone!
                              "Eventually one outgrows the fairy tales of childhood, belief in Santa and the Easter Bunny, and believing that SCs are even capable of imagining themselves in our position."
                              --StanFlouride

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                              • #45
                                &quot;Corduroy&quot;...

                                One of the best things about having a Sirius-XM subscription is that there is a channel devoted to Pearl Jam! This has, of course, reignited my love of the grunge movement's most successful band!

                                Here's an oldie, but a goodie...

                                "Corduroy" by Pearl Jam
                                The waiting drove me mad!
                                You're finally here and I'm a mess
                                I take your entrance back,
                                can't let you roam inside my head

                                I don't want to take what you can't give
                                I would rather starve than eat your bread
                                I would rather run, but I can't walk
                                Guess I'll lie alone, just like before

                                I'll take the varmint's path!
                                Oh, and I must refuse your test
                                A-push me and I will resist!
                                This behavior's not unique

                                I don't want to hear from those who know
                                They can buy, but can't put on my clothes
                                I don't want to limp for them to walk
                                Never would have known of me before

                                I don't want to be held in your debt,
                                I'll pay it off in blood, let I be wed
                                I'm already cut up and half dead
                                I'll end up alone like I began

                                Everything has chains!
                                Absolutely nothing's changed
                                Take my hand, not my picture,
                                spilled my tincture

                                I don't want to take what you can't give
                                I would rather starve than eat your breast
                                All the things that others want for me,
                                I can't buy what I want, because it's free
                                Can't buy what I want, because it's free
                                Can't be what you want because I...

                                I am s'posed to be just fun
                                Oh, to live and die, let it be done
                                I figure I'll be damned
                                All alone, like I began...

                                (It's your move now...
                                I thought you were a friend,
                                but I guess I, I guess I hate you..)
                                "Eventually one outgrows the fairy tales of childhood, belief in Santa and the Easter Bunny, and believing that SCs are even capable of imagining themselves in our position."
                                --StanFlouride

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