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[Hater Depot]

Don't ever trust a girl who says she just has a friend --- the Biz.

[Bo Peabody]

[yesterday's child]

Weezer - Hash Pipe



Uh
I can't help my feelings
I'll go out of my mind
These players come to get me
'Cause they'd like my behind
I can't love my business
If I can't get a trick
Down on Santa Monica
Where tricks are for kids
Oh, come on and kick me
Oh, come on and kick me
Come on and kick me
You've got your problems
I've got my as* wide
You've got your big G's
I've got my hash pipe

Uh
I can't help my boogies
They get out of control
I know that you don't care
But I want you to know
The knee-stocking flavour
Is a favourite treat
Of men that don't bother
With the taste of a teat

Oh, come on and kick me
Oh, come on and kick me
Come on and kick me
You've got your problems
I've got my as* wide
You've got your big G's
I've got my hash pipe
I've got my hash pipe

Uh
Oh, come on and kick me
Oh, come on and kick me
Come on and kick me
You've got your problems
I've got my as* wide
You've got your big G's
I've got my hash pipe
I've got my hash pipe

I've got my hash pipe
I've got my hash pipe

[rapier]

Another nice one for ya Peabody:

BETTER DAYS Bruce Springsteen

Well my soul checked out missing as I sat listening
To the hours and minutes tickin' away
Yeah, just sittin' around waitin' for my life to begin
While it was all just slippin' away.
I'm tired of waitin' for tomorrow to come
Or that train to come roarin' 'round the bend
I got a new suit of clothes a pretty red rose
And a woman I can call my friend

These are better days baby
Yeah there's better days shining through
These are better days baby
Better days with a girl like you

Well I took a piss at fortune's sweet kiss
It's like eatin' caviar and dirt
It's a sad funny ending to find yourself pretending
A rich man in a poor man's shirt
Now my ass was draggin' when from a passin' gypsy wagon
Your heart like a diamond shone
Tonight I'm layin' in your arms carvin' lucky charms
Out of these heard luck bones

These are better days baby
These are better days it's true
These are better days
There's better days shining through

Now a life of leisure and a pirate's treasure
Don't make much for tragedy
But it's a sad man my friend who's livin' in his own skin
And can't stand the company
Every fool's got a reason to feelin' sorry for himself
And turn his heart to stone
Tonight this fool's halfway to heaven and just a mile outta hell
And I feel like I'm comin' home

These are better days baby
There's better days shining through
These are better days
Better days with a girl like you

These are better days baby
These are better days it's true
These are better days
Better days are shining through

[Bo Peabody]

[chest rockwell]

Can��t you see I��m easily bothered by persistence
One step from lashing out at you...
You want in to get under my skin
And call yourself a friend
I��ve got more friends like you
What do I do?

(pre) is there no standard anymore?
What it takes, who I am, where I��ve been
Belong
You can��t be something you��re not
Be yourself, by yourself
Stay away from me
A lesson learned in life
Known from the dawn of time

(chorus) respect, walk

Run your mouth when I��m not around
It��s easy to achieve
You cry to weak friends that sympathize
Can you hear the violins playing you song?
Those same friends tell me your every word

(pre)

(chorus)

Are you talking to me?
No way punk

[helly]

Take off your shoes, hang up your wings
Stack up the chairs, roll up the rug
Savor the things that sobriety brings
Drain in the last from a jug

But when I hit the bottle, there's no tellin' what I'll do
'Cause something deep inside me wants to turn you black and blue
I can't resist you, I can't wait
To twist your loving arms 'til you capitulate

Beat me in the kitchen, and I'll beat you in the hall
There's nothing I love better than a free for all
To take your pretty neck and see which way it bends
But when it is all over we will still be friends

Wave a white flag, put away the pistol
Too many people just can't get kissed
But if there's nothin' I can do to make amends, baby
Hope you don't murder me

Oh, was it all right, or was it okay
I'll make it all up to you someday
Oh, but you didn't have to laugh that way
Oh, no, you didn't have to laugh that way

Wave a white flag, put away the pistol
Too many people just can't get kissed
But if there's nothin' I can do to make amends, baby
Hope you don't murder me
Gee, baby, hope you don't murder me

[Rteacher]

"EVE OF DESTRUCTION" Barry McGuire (1965)

The eastern world, it is explodin'
Violence flarin', bullets loadin'
You're old enough to kill, but not for votin',
You don't believe in war, but what's that gun you're totin'
And even the Jordan river has bodies floatin'

But you tell me
Over and over and over again, my friend
Ah, you don't believe
We're on the eve
of destruction.

Don't you understand what I'm tryin' to say?
Can't you feel the fears that I'm feelin' today?
If the button is pushed there's no runnin' away
There'll be no one to save, with the world in a grave...
Take a look around you boy
It's bound to scare you boy

And you tell me
Over and over and over again, my friend
Ah, you don't believe
We're on the eve
of destruction.

Yeah my blood's so mad, feels like coagulatin'
I'm sitting here - just contemplatin'
I can't twist the truth, it knows no regulation -
Handful of senators don't pass legislation
And marches alone won't bring integration
When human respect is disintegratin'
The whole crazy world is just too frustratin'

And you tell me
Over and over and over again, my friend
Ah, you don't believe
We're on the eve
of destruction.

Think of all the hate there is in Red China
Then take a look around to Selma, Alabama
You may leave here for four days in space
But when you return it's the same old place
The poundin' of the drums, the pride and disgrace
You can bury your dead, but don't leave a trace
Hate your next dark neighbor, but don't forget to say grace

And...tell me over and over and over and over again, my friend
You don't believe
We're on the eve
of destruction
Mm, no, no, you don't believe
We're on the eve
of destruction...

[listed #3 in some joker's list of "The Ten Worst Dylanesque Songwriting Ripoffs" ...it was the first big rock protest (Vietnam War) song that got "Top 40" radio air play, and it sold over six million copies...]

[Bulsajo]

The Apology Song:

I'm really sorry Steven
But your bicycle's been stolen
I was watchin it for you
'Til you came back in the fall
Guess I didn't do such a good job after all

I was feeling really sorry Steven
And I spent all morning grieving
And everybody's saying
That you'll take the news gracefully
Somehow I don't think I'll be getting off so easily

I meant her no harm
When I left her unlocked
Outside the Orange Street Food Farm
I was just running in
Didn't think I'd be that long
I came out, she was gone
And all that was there was some bored old dog
Leashed up to the place where your bicycle had been
Guess we'll never see poor Madeleine again

Let this be consolation, Steven
That all the while you were in England
I treated her with care and respect
And gave her lots of love
And I was usually pretty good 'bout locking her up

Where has she gone?
Well, I bet she's on the bottom of a Frenchtown pond
Rudely abused on some hescher's joyride
So I wrote you this song
In the hopes that you'd forgive me
Even though it was wrong
Being so careless with a thing so great
And taking your poor Madeleine away

-The Decemberists

[Aleatory]

Virginia Avenue Tom Waits
Well, I'm walking on down Virginia Avenue
Trying to find somebody to tell my troubles to.
Harold's club is closing, and everybody's going on home:
What's a poor boy to do?

I'll just get on back into my short, make it back to the fort
Sleep off all the crazy lizards inside of my brain.
There's got to be some place that's better than this
This life I'm leading's driving me insane

And let me tell you I'm dreaming...

Let me tell you that I'm dreaming to the twilight, this town has got me down.
I've seen all the highlights, I've been walking all around
I won't make a fuss, I'll take a Greyhound bus, carry me away from here:
Tell me, what have I got to lose?

'Cause I'm walking on down Columbus Avenue
The bars are all closing, 'cause it's quarter to two
Every town I go to is like a lock without a key
Those I leave behind are catching up on me,
Let me tell you they're catching up on me, they're catching up on me
Catching up on me, catching up on me, catching up on me.

[PECisDplace2B]

Stone Roses, I am the Resurrection.



Down down, you bring me down
I hear you knocking at my door and I can��t sleep at night
Your face, it has no place
No room for you inside my house I need to be alone

Don��t waste your words I don��t need anything from you
I don��t care where you��ve been or what you plan to do

Turn turn, I wish you��d learn
There��s a time and place for everything I��ve got to get it through
Cut loose, you��re no use
I couldn��t stand another second in your company

Don��t waste your words I don��t need anything from you
I don��t care where you��ve been or what you plan to do

Stone me, why can��t you see
You��re a no-one nowhere washed up baby who��d look better dead

Your tongue is far too long
I don��t like the way it sucks and slurps upon my every word

Don��t waste your words I don��t need anything from you
I don��t care where you��ve been or what you plan to do

I am the resurrection and I am the light
I couldn��t ever bring myself to hate you as I��d like

I am the resurrection and I am the light
I couldn��t ever bring myself to hate you as I��d like

[Octavius Hite]

My friends are gone
My hair is grey
I ache in the places where I used to play