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HypNOtiZed by Lines

Forums › Forums › General Discussions › Open Topic › HypNOtiZed by Lines

  • This topic has 68 replies, 14 voices, and was last updated 23 years, 6 months ago by Bucky Ramone.
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  • March 27, 2002 at 8:44 pm #69639
    K7 Rides Again
    Participant

      she’s got a real good eye for trouble…
      and that drives my mama mad
      I put a little ring on her finger…
      and that pisses off my dad

      March 28, 2002 at 5:31 pm #69640
      Cloud9
      Participant

        Bonnie Prince Billy – The Risen Lord

        The risen lord, the risen lord
        Has risen in the flesh,
        And treads the earth to feel the soil
        Though his feet are still nesh.

        The risen lord, the risen lord
        Has opened his eyes afresh,
        And sees strange looks on the faces of men
        All held in leash.

        And he says : I never have seen them before,
        These people of flesh ;
        These are no spirits caught and sore
        In the physical mesh.

        They are substance itself, that flows in thick
        Flame of flesh forever travelling
        Like the flame of a candle, slow and quick
        Fluttering and softly unravelling.

        It moves, it ripples, and all the time
        It changes, and with it change
        Moods, thoughts, desires, and deeds that chime
        With the rippling fleshly change.

        I never saw them, how they must soften
        Themselves with oil and lard
        Their guts with a certain fat, and often
        Laugh, and laugh hard.

        If they didn’t, if they did not soften
        Themselves with oil and lard
        Their guts with a certain fat, and often
        Laugh, and laugh hard

        They would not be men, and they must be men,
        They are their own flesh. – I lay
        In the tomb and was not ; I have risen again
        To look the other way.

        Lo ! I am flesh, and the blood that races
        Is me in the narrows of my wrists.
        Lo, I see fear in the twisted faces
        Of men, they clench fear in their fists !

        Lo ! on the other side of the grave
        I have conquered the fear of death,
        But the fear of life is still here ; I am brave
        Yet I fear my own breath.

        Now I must conquer the fear of life,
        The knock of the blood in my wrists,
        The breath that rushes through my nose, the strife
        Of desires in the loins’ dark twists.

        What do you want, wild loins ? and what
        Do you want, warm heart ? and what
        Wide eyes and wondering spirit ? – not
        Death, no not death for your lot !

        They ask, and they must be answered ; they
        Are, and they shall, to the end.
        Lo ! there is woman, and her way is a strange way,
        I must follow also her trend.

        I died, and death is neuter ; it speaks not, it gives
        No answer; man rises again
        With mouth and loins and needs, he lives
        Again man among men.

        So it is, so it will be, for ever and ever.
        And still the great needs of men
        Will clamour forth from the flesh, and never
        Can denial deny them again

        March 29, 2002 at 10:04 am #69641
        Cloud9
        Participant

          81

          On many an idle day I’ve grieved over lost time
          Moaned and groaned and rolled my bones but there is no lost time !
          You’ve taken every moment of mine and put it into yours

          Hidden in the heart of things you make seeds into sprouts
          Hidden in the heart of things you make buds into flowers
          And hidden in the heart of things you make flowers into edible things

          I was tired and sleeping on my idle bed one night
          And I imagined all the work had ended for the night
          But in the morning I woke up and found my house was bright

          What majestic treats do you still have in store for me ?
          A breath of death, a day of rest and o make me wealthy
          And in the arms of your old charms
          Let me forever bask
          Is that too much to ask ?

          April 6, 2002 at 7:37 pm #69642
          Robert
          Participant

            St. Thomas -Cool Song

            I’ve never seen a cowboy before
            never told a story so sore.
            Hey baby take a look at me
            I think I’m ready for the kickdown.
            I could never give you in
            have you ever seen my chin.
            An umbrella is dancing in the corner
            now everythin is beyond her.

            Oh there are horses everywhere
            all the dogs are barking at the chair.
            Oh please get out of my hair.
            Small elephants are doing the distance.

            Hey hey, ho ho
            you can take a look at the bozo.
            You can make a rest somewhere
            you can have my chair.
            Hey hey, ho ho
            you can take a look at the bozo.
            You can make a rest somewhere
            you can have my…

            April 13, 2002 at 9:54 pm #69643
            Bucky Ramone
            Participant

              Anyone caught speaking Esperanto
              Is thought crazy or headed for jail
              There’s peace in the wilds of West Texas
              Where the sun and the sky prevail

              …the opening lines from ‘Barstow’ by Jay Farrar

              April 14, 2002 at 6:14 am #69644
              Cloud9
              Participant

                Life After Drinks

                Well, as a teen you have these nagging questions
                Like what is life and what am I basically doing around here
                You have a few drinks and you grow older
                You stop to wonder ’cause the answers seem so trivial
                And you’re going nowhere fast
                And that’s the only clue

                You get up
                You fall down
                And your feet drag you
                To another town
                You get up
                You fall down
                And your feet drag you
                To another town

                So all this jiving around is useless
                What the heck
                You get up
                You fall down
                And your feet drag you
                To another town

                April 14, 2002 at 9:58 pm #69645
                K7 Rides Again
                Participant

                  You’re Pretty Good Looking-The White Stripes

                  Oh yeah you’re pretty good looking
                  for a girl
                  But your back is so broken
                  And this felling still gonna linger on
                  Until the year 2525 now
                  Yeah you’re pretty good looking
                  for a girl
                  your eyes are wide open
                  but your thoughts have been stolen
                  by the boys
                  who took you out and bought you
                  everything you want now
                  yeah you’re pretty good looking
                  for a girl
                  lots of people in this world
                  but I wanna be your boy
                  to me that thought is sounding
                  so absurd and I don’t wana
                  be your toy just ’cause
                  you’re pretty good looking
                  for a girl
                  my future is wide open
                  and this feeling’s still gonna
                  be around
                  until I know everything I need to
                  know now
                  yeah you’re pretty good looking for a girl

                  April 16, 2002 at 5:34 pm #69646
                  AGAP
                  Participant

                    Spending my cash on every trash I can… <img>

                    Ungrounded Confusion by The Hellacopters (originally by The Flaming Sideburns)

                    Just love that line, think I may just go do that <img>

                    Allison

                    April 18, 2002 at 5:03 pm #69647
                    Cloud9
                    Participant

                      General Plea To A Girlfriend

                      I can’t make boasts about my body.
                      The workmanship is somewhat shoddy.
                      Sometimes I overwork my gob.
                      Can’t buy you gifts, I’ve got no job.

                      I know you find my habits sickly.
                      I know sometimes I come too quickly.
                      I don’t mind jokes like "two-stoke wonder".
                      Just don’t slash my trust asunder.

                      April 18, 2002 at 7:03 pm #69648
                      kweezy
                      Participant

                        It was a hot, summer night in mid-July.
                        I had a hang-over and a black-eye.
                        Your mama said I was a loser, a dead end cruiser, and deep inside I knew that she was right.

                        Mike Ness, Social D.

                        May 5, 2002 at 12:03 pm #69649
                        Cloud9
                        Participant

                          Hey
                          Been trying to meet you
                          Hey
                          Must be a devil between us
                          Or whores in my head
                          Whores at my door
                          Whores in my bed
                          But hey
                          Where
                          Have you
                          Been
                          If you go
                          I will surely die
                          We’re chained

                          Uh
                          Said the man to the lady
                          Uh
                          Said the lady to the man she adored
                          And the whores like a choir
                          Go uh all night
                          And Mary ain’t you tired of this
                          Uh
                          Is
                          The
                          Sound
                          That the mother makes when the baby breaks
                          We’re chained

                          May 5, 2002 at 12:17 pm #69650
                          SG
                          Participant

                            Hey SCB
                            Did`nt know you liked the Pixies <img>

                            May 5, 2002 at 12:54 pm #69651
                            Cloud9
                            Participant

                              Hey FSB

                              I dont like them
                              dEUS covered them, like their version of that song

                              Sorry

                              May 6, 2002 at 7:25 pm #69652
                              AGAP
                              Participant

                                More lines from The Hellacopters…honestly I do listen to other bands as well <img>

                                Gosh whats the big deal
                                whats so goddam crucial
                                So Listen
                                Hey!

                                Allison

                                May 12, 2002 at 5:43 pm #69653
                                Bucky Ramone
                                Participant

                                  …not hypnotised, but wearing a big, big smile:

                                  <img> <img> <img>

                                  I bleached my hair just like Vince Neil
                                  Then you made me cut it like James Hetfield
                                  We’re gonna put an end to alternative rock
                                  We’ll find a way to make the Cranberries stop
                                  We went to Sears for pictures at Christmastime
                                  But they wouldn’t let us make the metal sign
                                  No they wouldn’t let us make the metal sign

                                  I’ll bring the wine you bring the bread and cheese
                                  It’s hard to eat when you’re headbanging
                                  Makin’ out in the middle of the pit
                                  How come Slayer doesn’t sing about this
                                  If anything comes between you and me
                                  Then heavy metal heaven, that’s where we’ll meet
                                  We are Pantera fans in love

                                  What’s with these punk rock nerds, they can’t even sing
                                  I wish we’d never heard of The Offspring
                                  A candlelit dinner, now we’re holding hands
                                  I taught you how to draw your first pentagram
                                  We went miniature golfing but we didn’t get far
                                  Because we used the clubs to play air guitar
                                  Oh we used the clubs to play air guitar now

                                  I’ll bring the wine you bring the bread and cheese
                                  It’s hard to eat when you’re headbanging
                                  Makin’ out in the middle of the pit
                                  How come Slayer doesn’t sing about this
                                  If anything comes between you and me
                                  Then heavy metal heaven, that’s where we’ll meet
                                  We are Pantera fans in love
                                  We are we are Pantera fans in love

                                  We saw Ozzy on our first date
                                  Our special song is Crazy Train
                                  Makin’ out in the middle of the pit
                                  How come Slayer doesn’t sing about this
                                  If anything comes between you and me
                                  Then heavy metal heaven, that’s where we’ll meet
                                  We are Metallica fans
                                  We are Megadeth fans
                                  We are Manowar fans in love
                                  We are Pantera fans in love

                                  (Pantera Fans in Love – Nerf Herder)

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