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| Tuesday, 23-Sep-2008 21:15 |
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shocking beauty
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a line in the sky;
beautiful internet images (i+edited);
-the shock of lightning-
I’m all over my heart’s desire,
I feel cold but I’m back in the fire,
Out of control but I’m tied up tight,
Come in, come out tonight..
Comin’ up in the early morning,
I feel love in the shock of the lightning,
I fall into the blinding light,
Come in, come out, come in, come out tonight..
Love is a time machine,
Up on the silver screen,
It’s all in my mind,
Love is a litany,
A magical mystery,
And all in good time, and all in good time,
And all in good time..
I got my feet on the street but I can’t stop flyin’,
My head is in the clouds but at least I’m tryin’,
I’m out of control but I’m tied up tight,
Come in, come out tonight..
There’s a hole in the ground into which I’m fallin’,
So God’s speed to the sound of the poundin’,
I’m all into the blinding light,
Come in, come out, come in, come out tonight..
-oasis-
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| Thursday, 11-Sep-2008 16:30 |
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adam anak nashrul
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and i couldnt help but laugh remembering these lyrics;
Pick Your Nose (And Eat It)-
It don't matter who or where you are, if you're on a bus, train, cab or in a car.
If your nose needs picking then go ahead, don't flick the bogies eat them instead.
Pick, pick, pick your nose, but don't wipe it on your clothes, pick your nose and eat it.
If you're standing in a queue or in a shop and your nose starts itching and it won't stop.
Go on and pick it cos it ain't rude, then eat the bogies cos they're good food.
If you're out with you're bird trying to act cool and you're nose needs picking don't be a fool.
Go on and pick it cos it aint rude, then eat bogies cos they're good food.
-peter and the test tube babies-
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| Wednesday, 10-Sep-2008 21:47 |
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birthday suprise (during low light)
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One late evening, and it was a happy day.
-this old man-
This old man, he played one, He played knick-knack on my thumb;
Knick-knack paddywhack, Give a dog a bone, This old man came rolling home.
This old man, he played two,He played knick-knack on my shoe;
Knick-knack paddywhack, Give a dog a bone, This old man came rolling home.
This old man, he played three, He played knick-knack on my knee;
Knick-knack paddywhack, Give a dog a bone, This old man came rolling home.
This old man, he played four, He played knick-knack on my door;
Knick-knack paddywhack, Give a dog a bone, This old man came rolling home.
This old man, he played five, He played knick-knack on my hive;
Knick-knack paddywhack, Give a dog a bone, This old man came rolling home.
This old man, he played six, He played knick-knack on my sticks;
Knick-knack paddywhack, Give a dog a bone, This old man came rolling home.
This old man, he played seven, He played knick-knack up in Heaven;
Knick-knack paddywhack, Give a dog a bone, This old man came rolling home.
This old man, he played eight, He played knick-knack on my gate;
Knick-knack paddywhack, Give a dog a bone, This old man came rolling home.
This old man, he played nine, He played knick-knack on my spine;
Knick-knack paddywhack, Give a dog a bone, This old man came rolling home.
This old man, he played ten, He played knick-knack once again;
Knick-knack paddywhack, Give a dog a bone, This old man came rolling home.
-bob bylan-
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| Friday, 8-Aug-2008 12:00 |
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bits of Ireland.
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-excerpt from the proffesor-
Well I don't know if I'm wrong
'Cause she's only just gone
Here's to another relationship
Bombed by my excellent breed of gamete disease
I finished it off with some French wine and cheese
-damien rice-
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| Wednesday, 2-Jul-2008 17:34 |
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a perfect circle
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ever heard of the 'hanging garden'?
-rock and a hard place-
The fields of Eden
Are full of trash
And if we beg and we borrow and steal
We'll never get it back
People are hungry
They crowd around
And the city gets bigger as the country comes begging to town
We're stuck between a rock
And a hard place
Between a rock and a hard place
This talk of freedom
And human rights
Means bullying and private wars and chucking all the dust into our eyes
And peasant people
Poorer than dirt
Who are caught in the crossfire with nothing to lose but their shirts
Stuck between a rock
And a hard place
Between a rock and a hard place
You'd better stop put on a kind face
Between a rock and a hard place
We're in the same boat
On the same sea
And we're sailing south
On the same breeze
building dream bridges
With silver spires
And our rogue children
Are playing loaded dice
Give me truth now
Don't want no sham
I'd be hung drawn and quartered for a sheep just as well as a lamb
Stuck between a rock
And a hard place
Between a rock and a hard place
You'd better stop
Put on a kind face
Can't you see what you've done to me
-rolling stones-
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| Monday, 30-Jun-2008 23:14 |
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Electric.
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not-so-new toy + me.
not-so-new toy = big, awesome, and pretty.
me = loosing weights, awe-full, and over exposed.
present tense.
Do you see the way that tree bends?
Does it inspire?
Leanin' out to catch the sun's ray
A lesson to be applied
Are you getting something out of this?
All encompassing trip
You can spend your time alone
Redigesting past regrets, Oh
Or you can, come to terms and realize
You're the only one who cannot forgive yourself, Oh
Makes much more sense to live in the present tense
Have you ideas on how this life ends?
Checked your hands and studied the lines?
Have you the belief that the road ahead
Ascends off into the light?
Seems that needlessly it's gettin' harder
To find an approach and a way to live
Are we gettin' something out of this
All encompassing trip
You can spend your time alone
Redigesting past regrets, Oh
Or you can come to terms and realize
You're the only one who cannot forgive yourself, Oh
Ah, makes much more sense to live in the present tense
Pearl Jam
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| Wednesday, 2-Apr-2008 12:00 |
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green giant?
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of tension and stress;
-animal instinct-
Suddenly something has happened to me
As I was having my cup of tea
Suddenly I was feeling depressed
I was utterly and totally stressed
Do you know you made me cry
Do you know you made me die
And the thing that gets to me
Is you'll never really see
And the thing that freaks me out
Is I'll always be in doubt
It is a lovely thing that we have
It is a lovely thing that we
It is a lovely thing, the animal
The animal instinct
So take my hands and come with me
We will change reality
So take my hands and we will pray
They won't take you away
They will never make me cry, no
They will never make me die
And the thing that gets to me
Is you'll never really see
And the thing that freaks me out
Is I'll always be in doubt
The animal, the animal,
the animal instinct to me
It's the animal, the animal,
the animal instinct to me
It's the animal, it's the animal,
it's the animal instinct to me
-the cranberries-
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| Thursday, 28-Jun-2007 12:00 |
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bbq @ 36
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to celebrate malaysians.
-king for a day-
Started at the age of 4
My mother went to the grocery store
Went sneaking through her bedroom door
To find something in a size 4
Sugar and spice and everything nice
Wasnt made only for girls
Gi joe in panty hose
Is making room for the one and only
King for a day, princess by dawn
King for a day in a leather thong
King for a day, princess by dawn
Just wait til all the guys get a load of me
My daddy threw me in therapy
He thinks Im not a real man
Who put the drag in the drag queen
Dont knock it until you tried it
-green day-
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| Friday, 14-Jul-2006 12:00 |
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murat's farewell
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i dont drink.
-my hometown-
was eight years old and running with a dime in my hand
Into the bus stop to pick up a paper for my old man
Id sit on his lap in that big old buick and steer as we drove through town
Hed tousle my hair and say son take a good look around
This is your hometown, this is your hometown
This is your hometown, this is your hometown
In `65 tension was running high at my high school
There was a lot of fights between the black and white
There was nothing you could do
Two cars at a light on a saturday night in the back seat there was a gun
Words were passed in a shotgun blast
Troubled times had come to my hometown
My hometown, my hometown, my hometown
Now main streets whitewashed windows and vacant stores
Seems like there aint nobody wants to come down here no more
Theyre closing down the textile mill across the railroad tracks
Foreman says these jobs are going boys and they aint coming back to
Your hometown, your hometown, your hometown, your hometown
Last night me and kate we laid in bed talking about getting out
Packing up our bags maybe heading south
Im thirty-five we got a boy of our own now
Last night I sat him up behind the wheel and said son take a good
Look around
This is your hometown
-bruce springsteen-
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| Monday, 2-Jan-2006 00:00 |
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Dari mata mariana
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tribute.. thank you Mariana for capturing these images.
" Choose life. Choose a job. Choose a career.
Choose a family.Choose a fucking big television,
choose washing machines, cars, compact disc players
and elecrtical tin openers. Choose good health, low
cholesterol and dental insurance. Choose fixed interest
mortgage repayments. Choose a starter home. Choose
your friends. Choose leisureware and matching luggage.
Choose a three-piece suite on hire purchasein a range
of fucking fabrics. Choose DIY and wondering who the fuck
are you on sunday morning. Choose sitting on the couch
watching mind-numbing, spirit-crushing game shows,
stuffing fucking junk food into your mouth. Choose rotting
away at the end of it all, pishing your last in a miserable
home, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish,
fucked up brats u spawned to replace yourself.
Choose your future. Choose life."
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