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Posted: Tue Jan 26, 2010 8:00 pm
Mindless Self Indulgence- Futures >D
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Posted: Tue Jan 26, 2010 8:02 pm
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Posted: Tue Jan 26, 2010 8:03 pm
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Posted: Tue Jan 26, 2010 8:31 pm
Pain does not exist... Mysterons :: Portishead...in my dojo
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Posted: Thu Jan 28, 2010 12:59 am
Spinnerette - Baptized by fire
Mmmm... Brody Dalle <3 I'm listening to a Spinnerette/Distillers playlist.
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Posted: Thu Jan 28, 2010 7:34 am
Primus - Bob.
I had a friend that took a belt, took a belt and hung himself Hung himself in the doorway of the apartment where he lived His woman and his little bro came home from the grocery store Only to find him dangling in the apartment where he lived
I had a friend who shaved his head Put his Doctor Martins on And drew such wondrous pictures in the apartment where he lived He praised my creativity, though he spoke sarcastically Oh, the conversations in the apartment where he lived
I had a friend that took a belt, took a belt and hung himself Hung himself in the doorway of the apartment where he lived Rock, she thought him spiteful; Ler, he thought him pitiful Me, I've never been back to the apartment where he lived
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Posted: Thu Jan 28, 2010 8:39 am
Prelude No. 15 "Raindrop"-Chopin
I'm learning that song right now. It's so beautiful. heart
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Posted: Thu Jan 28, 2010 8:55 am
Amanda Palmers cover of Radiohead's Creep.
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Posted: Thu Jan 28, 2010 9:31 pm
Local Country Radio Station www.katm.com (katt country 103.3) sweatdrop
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Posted: Fri Jan 29, 2010 8:19 am
Primus - Bob's party time lounge.
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Posted: Fri Jan 29, 2010 10:30 am
Scooby-Doo 2 themesong - Liberty X
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Posted: Fri Jan 29, 2010 8:03 pm
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Posted: Fri Jan 29, 2010 8:25 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 30, 2010 7:03 am
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Posted: Sat Jan 30, 2010 7:33 am
Put one up for shackle-me not clean logic procreation I did invent the wheel, in a previous generation. While the triple sixers' lassos keep angels roped in the basement, I locate modern halos and pass 'em out to the pavement. Y'all catch a 30-second flash frame Dirty cooperative med platoon, bloom, head-trip split fantastic! Fathom the splicing of major-league low-life with anti-hero earthworm mentality-- --Godzilla! I pace my game for zero-hour completion See a cretin's still a cretin, even speakin' altered moniker American nightmare lost in the monitor --I'll hold the door open so you can stagger through Then send berserker bread cookies in after you. It's Gutter and I spell it with the G I stole from "Get the ******** up" Noise crutch stolen wretched refuse of my teeming dumb luck Still I promise: (uhh) temperance towards breed still bleeding Amish (uhh) See, the freaks sucked out the wattage while three bears invade the cottage And I can't sleep now! Yeah, the police'll laugh, You won't be laughing when your covered wagons crash! You won't be laughing when you're hosted by the ghost of Christmas past! You won't be laughing when your blow-up doll's got a headache and won't give up the a**! I'ma lay my kicks to rest when I'm impressed, So I staple-gun 'em to my feet. (Uhh) This origami dream is beautiful: pull the tail, watch the wings flap, But you really can't do a thing with that. Day turns night
All I ever wanted was to pick apart the day, Swallow up the pieces, spit 'em at your species Beached in a city of lost barnacles and leeches Night Light got me when the Daylight went to evening, Day turns night
--I'm pretty sure I got a pulse, plus, we Shimmy cross the centerfold, and our night light engulfed Just let me keep the crumbs. Please!? With seven deadly stains, adhere the blame to crystal conscience, The result's a dead-beat tryin' to make a dollar off a bomb threat. Day turns night. Okay, link me to activism chain, activate wild-style Pluto orbit Set a course then push the button I swallow spores born by the laws of a morbid gluttonous alley gospel I can spot a duck battalion by the Charlie Chaplin waddle. And now I'm gone. Zig-zag and zig 'em again before the pig can pull a badge out for the lash out as day turns night Another thick installment of one night in Gotham like, "Houston, we have a problem-- They're buffing the trains the same day the graffiti writers bomb 'em!" Who split holiday freaks on box-cut cinema high road bellow? Head gripped! Watch red bricks turn yellow! I'm tryin' to meet the wizard, but a tailgating tin-man holding a oil can Won't let a hermit crab break in his new shell-toes! Life's not a b***h, Life is a bee-otch who keeps the villagers circling the marketplace out searching for the G-spot! Maybe she didn't feel y'all shared any similar interests. Or maybe you're just an a*****e. And maybe I'm just an a*****e. Watch day turn night. Kiss the speaker wire, Sammy Swashbuckler pagan threshhold Stomach full of diner food Wingspan cast black upon views Here to help release the rabid hounds or pick apart your mood. I got this friend of polar nature, and it's all peace --You and I seek similar stars but can't sit at the same feast Metal Captain, this cat is asking if I've seen his bit of lost passion I told him yeah and gave him one last smoke and smashed him.
All I ever wanted was to pick apart the day, Swallow up the pieces, spit 'em at your species Beached in a city of lost barnacles and leeches Night Light got me when the Daylight went to evenin' and Day turns night.
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