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Empiricus
from South Carolina (United States) on 2004-02-04 18:37 [#01060281]
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"Get drunk. Get drunk. Don't breath. Hold it in. Don't breathe. Black out. Black out. Don't talk until you're spoken to. Don't breathe. Don't breathe. Blackout."- Blackout
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tibbar
from harrisburg, pa (United States) on 2004-02-04 19:03 [#01060301]
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aw come on...
i have to pick one?!?!?!?
anything off gira sings on great annihilator or soundtracks.
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r40f
from qrters tea party on 2004-02-04 23:28 [#01060404]
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i can't choose one favorite, no way! but in the spirit of the thread, this is one of my favorites:
"When, When We Were Young We Had No History So Nothing To Lose Meant We Could Choose Choose What We Wanted Then Without Any Fear Or Thought Of Revenge But Then You Grew Old And I Lost My Ambition So I Gained An Addiction To Drink And Depression (They Are Mine My Only True Friends And I'll Keep Them With Me Until The Very End) I'd Choose Not To Remember But I Miss Your Arrogance And I Need Your Intelligence And Your Hate For Authority But Now You're Gone I Read It Today They Found You In Spain Face Down In The Street With A Bottle In Your Hand And A Wild Smile On Your Face And A Knife In Your Back You Died In A Foreign Land And They Found My Letter Rolled Up In Your Pocket Where I Said I'd Kill Myself If She Left Me Again So Now She's Gone And You're Both In My Mind I've Got One Thing To Say Before I Am Drunk Again: God Damn The Sun God Damn The Sun God Damn Anyone That Says A Kind Word God Damn The Sun God Damn The Sun God Damn The Light It Shines And This World It Shows God Damn The Sun"
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r40f
from qrters tea party on 2004-02-04 23:29 [#01060405]
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"Blind" by m gira off the drainland lp is another one of my favorites - check that one out!
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Empiricus
from South Carolina (United States) on 2004-02-06 08:33 [#01062215]
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No, you don't have to pick just one. Blackout is one of my favorites among many others. Of course, it's not just the lyrics in and of themselves, but the context under which they are presented.
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Empiricus
from South Carolina (United States) on 2004-02-06 08:37 [#01062220]
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"Money's flesh. Money's flesh in your hand. When you pay, you're a servant. You're a servant. You deserve it. You deserve it. You deserve it..." - Money is Flesh.
My favorite version of this tune is off of the live "Public Castration" album. I especially dig that "You deserve it" part.
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r40f
from qrters tea party on 2005-02-01 11:16 [#01484255]
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Failure I, I've been lonely And I, I've been blind And I, I've learned nothing So my hands are firmly tied To the sinking leadweight of failure I've worked hard all my life Money slips through my hands My face in the mirror tells me It's no surprise that I'm Pushing the stone up the hill of failure They tempt me with violence They punish me with ideals And they crush me with an image of my life that's nothing but unreal Except on the goddamned slaveship of failure I'll drown here trying to get up for some air But each time I think I breathe I'm laid on with a double share of the punishing burden of failure I don't deserve to be down here But I'll never leave And I've learned one thing You can't escape the beast In the null and void pit of failure When I get my hands on some money I'll kiss it's green skin And I'll ask it's dirty face "Where the hell have you been?" "I am the fuel that fires the engine of failure." I'll be old and broken down I'll forget who and where I am I'll be senile or forgotten But I'll remember and understand You can bank your hard-earned money on failure I saw my father crying I saw my mother break her hand On a wall that wouldn't weep But that certainly held in The mechanical moans of a dying man Who was a failure My back hurts me when I bend Because I carry a load My brain hurts me like a knife-hole Because I've yet to be shown How to pull myself out from The sucking quicksand of failure Some people live in hell Many bastards succeed But I. I've learned nothing I can't even elegantly bleed Out the poison blood of failure
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