When every fool is given a voice and every fool is given the right -
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userrrrr — 9 years ago(October 30, 2016 09:09 AM)
When every fool is given a voice and every fool is given the right -
through the roar of the maddening crowd you just might hear the drums resounding.
A momentary lapse of treason on the millenial stage,
A linear history manifest; a mass delusion by bequest.
Now, in the age of reason a million righteous fools invoke a million Gods, as in the age of stone
Christians and Zionist Jews, Crescent Moon peasants,
Marxist tyrants and childless hypocrites.
Tell me where the truth lies,
and I'll tell you which lies are truth.
Another beep clich to misconstrue!
Men of usury, count your coin - you'd do better to count your days.
Women of perjury, you'll rue the night you gave yourself away.
Narcotic child, come you'll see - I fear not for your soul has fled from thee!
So, beware the lure of religion and beware the voice of idealism
Cast off the garb of your eloquence, your romantic vision and their pretense!
beep them all, all ye of little faith - Let the wolves awaken!
beep them all, each and every one! A thousand plagues upon them!
"By god you're cunning, they never knew, behind the vision there was you. You are cold, like a shadow, like a knife in the lives of the shallow."
beep them all, each and every one!
A thousand plagues upon them!
beep them all. Salt the earth and betray them!
If there's a god above, then hear my call:
A thousand plagues upon them!
One last request to wish them Hell
My epitaph - my final word: A thousand plagues upon them.
Is it with sadness you hang your head, or shame?
Is it your burden that leaves you bloodstained?
No song, no words, will ease your regret.
No drug, no love will let you forget.
For they are but fleeting, like words in the wind,
Wild nights, sobered by the dawn.
For they are without meaning, like honourless men
Broken vows laid bare before the dawn.
Like a wild dog ensnared, you'll eat yourself free
To rejoin the shadow of the hunting jaguar.
I once believed I held the answer in the palm of my hand,
And toyed with it like a child.
No song, no words, will ease your regret.
No drug, no love will let you forget.
On the brink of self-annihilation,
A lightning strike revelation:
How easily that we lie for our shallow love and hollow pride,
How vainly we do attempt to stem the tide of consciousness,
How easily we are led on the merry dance to our death.
How willing that we follow to our doom, to our sorrow!
How entranced we are by the fire,
Or enslaved to our own desires.
Human, all too beep human!
Watch the naked ape,
Grovelling before the stars,
Scratching at the sky.
Your trials and tribulations,
They reek of self-infatuation.
Human, all too beep human! -
Fred_Baratheon — 9 years ago(November 04, 2016 12:53 PM)
This always made me laugh:
Well, you look so pretty in it
Honey, can I jump on it sometime?
Yes, I just wanna see
If it's really that expensive kind
You know it balances on your head
Just like a mattress balances
On a bottle of wine
Your brand new leopard-skin pill-box hat.
My favorite:
I married Isis on the fifth day of May
But I could not hold on to her very long
So I cut off my hair and I rode straight away
For the wild unknown country where I could not go wrong
I came to a high place of darkness and light
Dividing line ran through the center of town
I hitched up my pony to a post on the right
Went in to a laundry to wash my clothes down
A man in the corner approached me for a match
I knew right away he was not ordinary
He said, are you lookin' for somethin' easy to catch
Said, I got no money, he said, that ain't necessary
We set out that night for the cold in the North
I gave him my blanket, he gave me his word
I said, where are we goin', he said we'd be back by the fourth
I said, that's the best news that I've ever heard
I was thinkin' about turquoise, I was thinkin' about gold
I was thinkin' about diamonds and the world's biggest necklace
As we rode through the canyons, through the devilish cold
I was thinkin' about Isis, how she thought I was so reckless
How she told me that one day we would meet up again
And things would be different the next time we wed
If I only could hang on and just be her friend
I still can't remember all the best things she said
We came to the pyramids all embedded in ice
He said, there's a body I'm tryin' to find
If I carry it out it'll bring a good price
'Twas then that I knew what he had on his mind
The wind it was howlin' and the snow was outrageous
We chopped through the night and we chopped through the dawn
When he died I was hopin' that it wasn't contagious
But I made up my mind that I had to go on
I broke into the tomb, but the casket was empty
There was no jewels, no nothin', I felt I'd been had
When I saw that my partner was just bein' friendly
When I took up his offer I must-a been mad
I picked up his body and I dragged him inside
Threw him down in the hole and I put back the cover
I said a quick prayer and I felt satisfied
Then I rode back to find Isis just to tell her I love her
She was there in the meadow where the creek used to rise
Blinded by sleep and in need of a bed
I came in from the East with the sun in my eyes
I cursed her one time then I rode on ahead
She said, where ya been? I said, no place special
She said, you look different, I said, well, I guess
She said, you been gone, I said, that's only natural
She said, you gonna stay? I said, yeah, I might do
Isis, oh, Isis, you mystical child
What drives me to you is what drives me insane
I still can remember the way that you smiled
On the fifth day of May in the drizzlin' rain -
Rancid_Apocalyptic — 9 years ago(November 04, 2016 12:57 PM)
Those Destroyer66 lyrics are interesting.
Too bad the head banging braindead heavy metal treatment totally obscures them.
Anyone who can listen to more than a minute of that sheet band is a burned out retard. -
that-tyson-fella — 9 years ago(November 04, 2016 01:10 PM)
"Little old lady got mutilated late last night"
@ 1:09
"We write voodoo sayings on the fronts of t-shirts.so that when people read 'em they will become creatures."
@ 2:14 -
D_Stormborn — 9 years ago(November 04, 2016 03:08 PM)
I couldn't say where she's coming' from,
But I just met a lady named Dinah-Moe Humm
She stroll on over, say look here, bum,
I got a forty dollar bill say you can't make me cum
(Y'jes can't do it)
She made a bet with her sister who's a little bit dumb
She could prove it any time all men was scum
I don't mind that she called me a bum,
But I knew right away she was really gonna cum
(So I got down to it)
I whipped off her bloomers 'n stiffened my thumb
An' applied rotation on her sugar plum
I poked 'n stroked till my wrist got numb
But I still didn't hear no Dinah-Moe Humm,
Dinah-Moe Humm
Dinah-Moe Humm
Dinah-Moe Humm
Where's this Dinah-Moe
Comin' from
I done spent three hours
An' I ain't got a crumb
From the Dinah-Moe, Dinah-Moe, Dinah-Moe
From the Dinah-Moe Humm
Got a spot that gets me hot, ow!
An' you ain't been to it
(No no no no!)
Got a spot that gets me hot, ow!
An' you ain't been to it
(No no no!)
Got a spot that gets me hot
But you ain't been to it
(No no no no no!)
Got a spot that gets me hot
But you ain't been to it
'Cause I can't get into it
Unless I get out of it
An' I gotta get out of it
Before I get into it
'Cause I never get into it
Unless I get out of it
An' I gotta be out of it
To get myself into it
(She looked over at me with a glazed eye
And some bovine perspiration on her upper lip area
And she said . . . )
Just get me wasted
An' you're half-way there
'Cause if my mind's tore up,
Then my body don't care
I rubbed my chinny-chin-chin
An' said my-my-my
What sort of thing
Might this lady get high upon?
I checked out her sister
Who was holdin' the bet
An' wondered what kind of trip
The young lady was on
The forty dollar bill didn't matter no more
When her sister got nekkid an' laid on the floor
She said Dinah-Moe might win the bet
But she could use a little [?] if I wasn't done yet
I told her . . .
Just because the sun
Want a place in the sky
No reason to assume
I wouldn't give her a try
So I pulled on her hair
Got her legs in the air
An' asked if she had any cooties on there
(Whaddya mean cooties! No cooties on me!)
She was buns-up kneelin'
BUNS UP!
I was wheelin' an dealin'
WHEELIN' AN' DEALIN' AN' OOOOH!
She surrender to the feelin'
SHE SWEETLY SURRENDERED
An' she started in to squealin'
Dinah-Moe watched from the edge of the bed
With her lips just a-twitchin' an' her face gone red
Some drool rollin' down
From the edge of her chin
While she spied the condition
Her sister was in
She quivered 'n quaked
An' clutched at herself
While her sister made a joke
About her mental health
'Till Dinah-Moe finally
Did give in
But I told her
All she really needed
Was some discipline . . .
Kiss my aura . . . Dora . . .
M-M-M . . . it's real angora
Would y'all like some more-a?
Right here on the flora?
An' how 'bout you, Fauna?
Y'wanna?
MMM . . . sound like you're chokin' on somethin'
Did you say you want some more?
Well, here's some more . . .
(Oh, baby . . . )
Oh, sure . . . look,
D'you think I could interest you
In a pair of zircon-encrusted tweezers?
MMM . . . tweezers!
Wait a minute, lemme sterilize 'em . . .
Gimme your lighter . . .
I couldn't say where she's coming' from
But I just met a lady named Dinah-Moe Humm
She stroll on over, say look here, bum,
I got a forty dollar bill say you can't make me cum
(Y'jes can't do it)
I whipped off her bloomers 'n stiffened my thumb
An' applied rotation on her sugar plum
I poked 'n stroked till my wrist got numb
An' you know I heard some Dinah-Moe Humm
Some Dinah-Moe Humm
Dinah-Moe Humm
Dinah-Moe Humm
Dinah-Moe
Dinah-Moe
Some Dinah-Moe
An' a little Dinah-Moe
An' some Dinah-Moe
An' some Dinah-Moe
An' some Dinah-Moe
An' a little Dinah-Moe
An' some Dinah-Moe
An' some Dinah-Moe
An' some Dinah-Moe
An' a Dinah-Moe again
An' Dinah-Moe
An' Dora too, lil' Dinah 'n Dora
An' Dinah-Moe
Kiss my aura, Dinah
"Art is magic delivered from the lie of being truth"