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07-28-2006, 07:51 PM
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Fish in the percolator!
Join Date: Dec 2005
Location: Hobbit Land NZ
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Apart from some RHCP songs, I love Junkhead by Alice in Chains. It is from the Dirt album, which is actually a bit of a concept album. I've bolded the lines which I particularly like, because Layne Staley pulls them off so perfectly and they're simply lyrically great. The whole album is a story about drugs:
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01-01-2007, 10:34 PM
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Groupie
Join Date: Dec 2006
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i havent read through the thread so its probably already been mentioned, but afro man 'because i got high' :PPPPP *noob roflmao*
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07-28-2006, 08:29 PM
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Raptor
Join Date: Mar 2006
Location: Metro Detroit, MI
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When logic and proportion
Have fallen sloppy dead And the White Knight is talking backwards And the Red Queen's off with her head Remember what the Dormouse said. Feed your Head, feed your Head! fo' sho'
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So here's to living life miserable.
And here's to all the lonely stories that I've told. Maybe drinking wine will validate my sorrow. Every man needs a muse and mine could be the bottle. |
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07-28-2006, 08:32 PM
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ashes against the grain
Join Date: Jul 2005
Location: new hampsha
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^ jefferson airplane..aye
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We went back there and they had come and hacked off every inoculated arm. There they were in a pile. A pile of little arms. And I remember... I... I... I cried. I wept like some grandmother. I wanted to tear my teeth out. I didn't know what I wanted to do. And I want to remember it. I never want to forget it. I never want to forget. And then I realized... like I was shot... like I was shot with a diamond... a diamond bullet right through my forehead. And I thought: My God... the genius of that. |
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07-28-2006, 08:45 PM
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Raptor
Join Date: Mar 2006
Location: Metro Detroit, MI
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^White Rabbit is like the ultimate drug song for me.
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So here's to living life miserable.
And here's to all the lonely stories that I've told. Maybe drinking wine will validate my sorrow. Every man needs a muse and mine could be the bottle. |
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07-29-2006, 12:39 AM
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Music Addict
Join Date: Jul 2006
Location: Fort Washington MD
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I was seriously about to fight someone if white rabbit was not mentioned.
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I was dead. This was hell. There were no demons, no hellfire or brimstone, just a deep, complete feeling of darkness and hopelessness. This was the never-ending void. Not at all how I had imagined it, but worse than I thought that it could have been. |
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07-29-2006, 01:53 AM
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Dr. Prunk
Join Date: Jun 2005
Location: Where the buffalo roam.
Posts: 12,156
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Dumb - Nirvana
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It's only knock n' knowall, but I like it http://www.last.fm/user/kingboobs Quote:
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07-29-2006, 06:05 AM
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Shadow on the wall
Join Date: Oct 2005
Location: New Zealand
Posts: 836
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There's this one.
I heard somebody fixed today There was no last goodbyes to say His will to live ran out I heard somebody turned to dust Looking back at what he left A list of plans and photographs Songs that never will be sung These are the thinge he won't get done I've seen the man use the needle, seen the needle use the man I've seen them crawl from the cradle to the gutter on their hands The fight a war but it's fatal, it's so hard to understand I've seen the man use the needle, seen the needle use the man Just one shot to say goodbye One last taste to mourn and cry Scores and shoots, the lights go dim Just one shot to do him in He hangs his head and wonders why Why the monkey only lies But pay the pauper, he did choose He hung his head inside the noose I've seen the man use the needle, seen the needle use that man I've seen them crawl from the cradle to the coffin on their hands They fight a war but it's fatal, it's so hard to understand I've seen the man use the needle, seen the needle in his hand Cryptic writing on the wall, the beginning of the end I've seen myself use the needle, seen the needle in my hand |
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07-29-2006, 06:12 AM
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Shadow on the wall
Join Date: Oct 2005
Location: New Zealand
Posts: 836
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And this.
You're coming down badly You're crippled inside A rat in your sewer You've no place to hide A gut wrenching fever Addicted to death You don't give a f*ck If it meaans your last breath You try so hard to quit But you'll never admit You're the junkie There's no reasoning why Cause the mirror don't lie Your the junkie You crave for the needle to stick in your vein Can't wait for the poison to kill all the pain You buy your cheap ticket to take a short ride That beautiful flower is eating your mind You try so hard to quit But you'll never admit You're the junkie There's no reasoning why Cause the mirror don't lie Your the junkie Your name means nothing You don't know the score Body is aching you still crave for more Sometimes you wish that you'd never been born Tormenting came with a crown full of thorns You're chasing the dragon You're chasing the high Abird with one wing Who's still trying to fly You're all out of spirit A dead man alive A born again junkie You'll never survive You try so hard to quit But you'll never admit You're the junkie There's no reasoning why Cause the mirror don't lie Your the junkie |
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