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Long time no see
Join Date: Jun 2006
Location: somewhere in Michigan
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i think this will count,
"Parched land no desert sand, sun was just a dot And a little bit of water goes a long way, cause its hot Three good buddies were laughing and smoking in the back Of a rented ford They couldnt know they werent going far Each one with the money in his pocket Could go out and buy himself a brand new car But they all had the money they had Money they hoped would take them very far The sky was bright, a traffic light, now and then a truck And they hadnt seen a cop around all day They brought everything they needed Bags and scales to weigh the stuff The driver said the borders just over the bluff It wasnt until the car suddenly stopped In the middle of a cold and barren place And the other guy turned and spilled Three boys blood, did they know a trap had been lain? Theyre ok the last days of may, Ill be breathing dry air Im leaving soon, the others are already there You wouldnt be interested in coming along, instead of staying here They say the west is nice this time of year" more about drug dealing i guess
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Whitewater!
Join Date: Apr 2005
Location: New Zealand
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OOOH OOOH this thread. Wait for it, wait for it;
"Slumber killed by rays of the new red sun arising Dreamer wakens to spectral gaze of light rays shining Black steed carries him across the astral sand Rides alone is the man from the magic caravan I believe the signs of the reptile master Sunbound spacepod rising faster Earth drenched in black under starless sky above Man on the mountain sets free the holy dove Look onto the rays of the new stoner sun rising Sonic Titan rides out on clouds of new horizon Look onto the rays of the new stoner sun rising Sonic Titan rides out on clouds of new horizon" SLEEP
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Music Addict
Join Date: Mar 2006
Location: Dear Old Blighty
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Pulp - Sorted For E's and Whizz
Everybody asks your name, they say we're all the same and it's "nice one," "geezer" but that's as far as the conversation went. I lost my friends, I dance alone, it's six o'clock, I wanna go home. But it's "no way," "not today," makes you wonder what it meant. And this hollow feeling grows and grows and grows and grows, and you want to phone your mother and say, "Mother, I can never come home again, cos I seem to have left an important part of my brain somewhere, somewhere in a field in Hampshire." Alright.
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