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Post by Zombified Jeremy on May 4, 2006 6:57:41 GMT -5
SEX PISTOLS LYRICS
"God Save The Queen"
God save the queen The fascist regime They made you a moron Potential H-bomb
God save the queen She ain't no human being There is no future In England's dreaming
Don't be told what you want Don't be told what you need There's no future, no future, No future for you
God save the queen We mean it man We love our queen God saves
God save the queen 'Cause tourists are money And our figurehead Is not what she seems
Oh God save history God save your mad parade Oh Lord God have mercy All crimes are paid
When there's no future How can there be sin We're the flowers in the dustbin We're the poison in your human machine We're the future, you're future
God save the queen We mean it man We love our queen God saves
God save the queen We mean it man And there is no future In England's dreaming
No future, no future, No future for you No future, no future, No future for me
No future, no future, No future for you No future, no future For you
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Post by The HangMan on May 4, 2006 7:01:39 GMT -5
"Days Of 49"
I'm old Tom Moore from the bummer's shore in that good old golden days They call me a bummer and a ginsot too, but what cares I for praise ? I wander around from town to town just like a roving sign And all the people say, "There goes Tom Moore, in the days of '49" In the days of old, in the days of gold How oft'times I repine for the days of old When we dug up the gold, in the days of '49.
My comrades they all loved me well, a jolly saucy crew A few hard cases I will recall though they all were brave and true Whatever the pitch they never would flinch, they never would fret or whine Like good old bricks they stood the kicks in the days of '49 In the days of old, in the days of gold How oft'times I repine for the days of old When we dug up the gold, in the days of '49.
There was New York Jake, the butcher boy, he was always getting tight And every time that he'd get full he was spoiling for a fight But Jake rampaged against a knife in the hands of old Bob Stein And over Jake they held a wake in the days of '49 In the days of old, in the days of gold How oft'times I repine for the days of old When we dug up the gold, in the days of '49.
There was Poker Bill, one of the boys who was always in a game Whether he lost or whether he won, to him it was always the same He would ante up and draw his cards and he would you go a hatful blind In the game with death Bill lost his breath, in the days of '49 In the days of old, in the days of gold How oft'times I repine for the days of old When we dug up the gold, in the days of '49.
There was Ragshag Bill from Buffalo, I never will forget He would roar all day and he'd roar all night and I guess he's roaring yet One day he fell in a prospect hole, in a roaring bad design And in that hole he roared out his soul, in the days of '49 In the days of old, in the days of gold How oft'times I repine for the days of old When we dug up the gold, in the days of '49.
Of the comrades all that I've had, there's none that's left to boast And I'm left alone in my misery like some poor wandering ghost And I pass by from town to town, they call me a rambling sign "There goes Tom Moore, a bummer shore in the days of '49 " In the days of old, in the days of gold How oft'times I repine for the days of old When we dug up the gold, in the days of '49
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Post by Zombified Jeremy on May 4, 2006 7:06:05 GMT -5
SEX PISTOLS LYRICS
"Anarchy In The U.K."
Right! Now ha ha ha...
I am an antichrist I am an anarchist Don't know what I want But I know how to get it I wanna destroy the passerby
'Cause I wanna be Anarchy Now don't worry
Anarchy for the UK It's coming sometime and maybe I give a wrong time stop a traffic line Your future dream is a shopping scheme
'Cause I wanna be Anarchy In the city
How many ways to get what you want I use the best I use the rest I use the N.M.E I use Anarchy
'Cause I wanna be Anarchy It's the only way to be
Is this the M.P.L.A or Is this the U.D.A or Is this the I.R.A I thought it was the UK Or just another country Another council tenancy
I wanna be Anarchy And I wanna be Anarchy (Oh what a name)
And I wanna be an anarchist (I get pissed, destroy!)
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Post by The HangMan on May 4, 2006 7:09:36 GMT -5
You came twice last year like a Sears catalog, Cause your last boyfriend makes love like Boss Hogg, Well now you're seeing me but soon I'll have you seeing God, Cause girl I'll get you panting like you're Pavlov's dog, Like a DC-10: guaranteed to go down, But baby your black box is the one that I found, I'll give you the gift that keeps on givin' it won't cost you any money, Then she grabbed me by the ears and said kiss me where it smells funny.
So down I go like I'm 2000 Flushes, I can tell I'm doing something right by the way that she blushes, She's one that's speechless, I'm the one that's tongue tied, She's thinking holy mackerel I'm thinking tuna on the side, There must be something wrong with Al Pacino's nose, Cause the scent of a woman is like rotten tomatoes, Yeah I'm snorkeling for clams and it doesn't matter if I wanna be, Don't come up for air until you kiss me where it smells funny.
Drop my face below her waist and stay on third base, I can tell that the cherry's ripe by the way it tastes, Yeah I could make a lot of wine with the yeast I find inside her panties, And then drink it while eating out down at the Seafood Shanty, Drop my face below her waist and stay on third base, I can tell that the cherry's ripe by the way it tastes, Yeah I could make a lot of wine with the yeast I find inside her panties, And then drink it while eating out down at the Seafood Shanty.
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Post by Zombified Jeremy on May 4, 2006 10:57:13 GMT -5
Boobies.
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Post by Greaser on May 4, 2006 21:56:51 GMT -5
Wet Nipples
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Post by Zombified Jeremy on May 5, 2006 5:55:39 GMT -5
Turd.
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Post by The HangMan on May 5, 2006 9:21:18 GMT -5
big toe
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Post by Zombified Jeremy on May 5, 2006 9:38:13 GMT -5
Where are those invoices?
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Post by The HangMan on May 5, 2006 9:41:15 GMT -5
MR H
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Post by Zombified Jeremy on May 5, 2006 9:44:15 GMT -5
Jeremy
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Post by The HangMan on May 8, 2006 20:33:05 GMT -5
MR H
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Post by Zombified Jeremy on May 8, 2006 21:12:25 GMT -5
Me!
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Post by The HangMan on May 11, 2006 4:34:57 GMT -5
dont think so buddy
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Post by Zombified Jeremy on May 11, 2006 5:47:16 GMT -5
Me!
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Post by The HangMan on May 11, 2006 6:34:19 GMT -5
nope
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Post by Zombified Jeremy on May 11, 2006 11:36:21 GMT -5
Barmcakes.
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Post by Greaser on May 11, 2006 18:47:42 GMT -5
mmmeee...
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Post by Zombified Jeremy on May 11, 2006 18:49:44 GMT -5
Cheese.
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Post by The HangMan on May 15, 2006 19:10:24 GMT -5
this poll will be closed 2moz lol its is time read the first post
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Post by Zombified Jeremy on May 15, 2006 20:27:45 GMT -5
Woo!
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Post by Greaser on May 15, 2006 21:14:51 GMT -5
i betta win...lol
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Post by The HangMan on May 16, 2006 4:21:57 GMT -5
me
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Post by Zombified Jeremy on May 16, 2006 5:44:28 GMT -5
Me.
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Post by Greaser on May 16, 2006 17:03:43 GMT -5
hey...both of you replied too late...remember May 15th!
So I win!.lol
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