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This is a song with a message
I want you to heed my warning
I wanna tell you all a story
About this chick I know
They call her "Amphetamine Annie"
She's always shovelling snow
I sat her down and told her See More▼
I told her crystal clear
"I don't mind you getting high
But there's one thing you should fear"
"Your mind might think its flying, baby
On those little pills
But you ought to know it's dying, 'cause
Speed kills"
But Annie kept on speeding
Her health was getting poor
She saw things in the window
She heard things at the door
Her mind was like a grinding mill
Her lips were cracked and sore
Her skin was turning yellow
I just couldn't take it no more
She thought her mind was flying
On those little pills
She didn't it was going down fast, 'cause
Speed kills
Well I sat her down and told her
I told her one more time
"The whole wide human race has taken
Far too much methedrine"
She said "I don't care what a Limey says,
I've got to get it on
I'm not here to just see no man
Who come from across the pond
She wouldn't heed my warning
Lord, she wouldn't hear what I said
Now she's in the graveyard, and she's
Awfully dead
I want you to heed my warning
I wanna tell you all a story
About this chick I know
They call her "Amphetamine Annie"
She's always shovelling snow
I sat her down and told her See More▼
I told her crystal clear
"I don't mind you getting high
But there's one thing you should fear"
"Your mind might think its flying, baby
On those little pills
But you ought to know it's dying, 'cause
Speed kills"
But Annie kept on speeding
Her health was getting poor
She saw things in the window
She heard things at the door
Her mind was like a grinding mill
Her lips were cracked and sore
Her skin was turning yellow
I just couldn't take it no more
She thought her mind was flying
On those little pills
She didn't it was going down fast, 'cause
Speed kills
Well I sat her down and told her
I told her one more time
"The whole wide human race has taken
Far too much methedrine"
She said "I don't care what a Limey says,
I've got to get it on
I'm not here to just see no man
Who come from across the pond
She wouldn't heed my warning
Lord, she wouldn't hear what I said
Now she's in the graveyard, and she's
Awfully dead
on September 18, 2015
Little boy blue, don't you play too rough with your new toy
if you touch her, she'll break and her blood is so annoying
don't you like to watch, much like a shadow lost in the shade?
Make her, you'll unmake her, but you'd rather be unmade
if you touch her, she'll break and her blood is so annoying
don't you like to watch, much like a shadow lost in the shade?
Make her, you'll unmake her, but you'd rather be unmade
on September 18, 2015
Some of those that work forces, are the same that burn crosses
Some of those that work forces, are the same that burn crosses
Some of those that work forces, are the same that burn crosses
Some of those that work forces, are the same that burn crosses
Those who died are justified, for wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites
You justify those that died by wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites
Those who died are justified, for wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites See More▼
You justify those that died by wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites
Some of those that work forces, are the same that burn crosses
Some of those that work forces, are the same that burn crosses
Some of those that work forces, are the same that burn crosses
Those who died are justified, for wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites
You justify those that died by wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites
Those who died are justified, for wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites See More▼
You justify those that died by wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites
on September 18, 2015
Hey yo, it's just another bombtrack
And suckas be thinkin' that they can fade this
But I'm gonna drop it at a higher level
'Cause I'm inclined to stoop down
Hand out some beat-downs
Cold runna train on punk ho's that
Think they run the game See More▼
But I learned to burn that bridge and delete
Those who compete...at a level that's obsolete
Instead I warm my hands upon the flames of the flag
As I recall our downfall
And the business that burned us all
See through the news and the views that twist reality
And suckas be thinkin' that they can fade this
But I'm gonna drop it at a higher level
'Cause I'm inclined to stoop down
Hand out some beat-downs
Cold runna train on punk ho's that
Think they run the game See More▼
But I learned to burn that bridge and delete
Those who compete...at a level that's obsolete
Instead I warm my hands upon the flames of the flag
As I recall our downfall
And the business that burned us all
See through the news and the views that twist reality
on September 18, 2015
I walk a lonely road
The only one that I have ever known
Don't know where it goes
But it's home to me and I walk alone
I walk this empty street
On the Boulevard of Broken Dreams
Where the city sleeps See More▼
And I'm the only one and I walk alone
The only one that I have ever known
Don't know where it goes
But it's home to me and I walk alone
I walk this empty street
On the Boulevard of Broken Dreams
Where the city sleeps See More▼
And I'm the only one and I walk alone
on September 18, 2015
Don't wanna be an American idiot.
Don't want a nation under the new mania
And can you hear the sound of hysteria?
The subliminal mind f*ck America.
Welcome to a new kind of tension.
All across the alienation.
Where everything isn't meant to be okay. See More▼
Television dreams of tomorrow.
We're not the ones who're meant to follow.
For that's enough to argue.
Don't want a nation under the new mania
And can you hear the sound of hysteria?
The subliminal mind f*ck America.
Welcome to a new kind of tension.
All across the alienation.
Where everything isn't meant to be okay. See More▼
Television dreams of tomorrow.
We're not the ones who're meant to follow.
For that's enough to argue.
on September 18, 2015
Death to America!
And butter sauce!
Don't boil me!
Im still alive!
Iraq Lobster!
And butter sauce!
Don't boil me!
Im still alive!
Iraq Lobster!
on September 17, 2015
Only reapers reaping early
In amongst the bearded barley
Hear a song that echoes cheerly
By the river winding clearly
Down to towered Camelot.
In amongst the bearded barley
Hear a song that echoes cheerly
By the river winding clearly
Down to towered Camelot.
on September 17, 2015
Send my love down
In those rays of light.
Through your window,
On your tired eyes.
Say good morning,
Say it to the sun.
Like you're talking, See More▼
Talking to someone.
In those rays of light.
Through your window,
On your tired eyes.
Say good morning,
Say it to the sun.
Like you're talking, See More▼
Talking to someone.
on September 17, 2015
Think of me,
Think of me waking,
Silent and resigned.
Imagine me,
Trying too hard,
To put you from my mind.
If someone guesses this, I will be so HAPPY because NO ONE knows it!
Think of me waking,
Silent and resigned.
Imagine me,
Trying too hard,
To put you from my mind.
If someone guesses this, I will be so HAPPY because NO ONE knows it!
As a reward, @SillyPantsJackson, I took all of your quizzes, voted on both your polls, and answered two of your questions! Plus, I followed you!
on September 17, 2015
on September 17, 2015
Everybody gather round
We are gonna paint this town
This is a surf and turf war
We spray all day and come back for more!
Our ammo is art
We unite the nation!
With our weapons of mass creation! See More▼
We're bringing back fun (aww)
heaven forbid!
So come on everybody
now do the squid!
We are gonna paint this town
This is a surf and turf war
We spray all day and come back for more!
Our ammo is art
We unite the nation!
With our weapons of mass creation! See More▼
We're bringing back fun (aww)
heaven forbid!
So come on everybody
now do the squid!
on September 17, 2015
one shot
two shots
tree shots
take a bottle to the head and add one fuucking more
two shots
tree shots
take a bottle to the head and add one fuucking more
on September 17, 2015
I'm peeling the skin off my face
'Cause I really hate being safe
The normal's, they make me afraid
The crazies, they make me feel sane
I'm nuts, baby, I'm mad,
The craziest friend that you've ever had
You think I'm psycho, you think I'm gone See More▼
Tell the psychiatrist something is wrong
Over the bend, entirely bonkers
You like me best when I'm off my rocker
Tell you a secret, I'm not alarmed
So what if I'm crazy? The best people are
All the best people are crazy, all the best people are
'Cause I really hate being safe
The normal's, they make me afraid
The crazies, they make me feel sane
I'm nuts, baby, I'm mad,
The craziest friend that you've ever had
You think I'm psycho, you think I'm gone See More▼
Tell the psychiatrist something is wrong
Over the bend, entirely bonkers
You like me best when I'm off my rocker
Tell you a secret, I'm not alarmed
So what if I'm crazy? The best people are
All the best people are crazy, all the best people are
on September 17, 2015
Did my invitations disappear
Why'd I put my heart on every cursive letter?
Tell me why the hell no one is here
Tell me what to do to make it all feel better
Maybe it's a cruel joke on me
Whatever, whatever
Just means there's way more cake for me See More▼
Forever, forever
It's my party and I'll cry if I want to
Cry if I want to (cry, cry, cry)
I'll cry until the candles burn down this place
I'll cry until my pity party's in flames
Why'd I put my heart on every cursive letter?
Tell me why the hell no one is here
Tell me what to do to make it all feel better
Maybe it's a cruel joke on me
Whatever, whatever
Just means there's way more cake for me See More▼
Forever, forever
It's my party and I'll cry if I want to
Cry if I want to (cry, cry, cry)
I'll cry until the candles burn down this place
I'll cry until my pity party's in flames
on September 17, 2015
I raise my flesh
I don my clothes
Its a revolution I suppose
We're painted red, to fit right in
I don my clothes
Its a revolution I suppose
We're painted red, to fit right in
on September 17, 2015
Baby, I've been, I've been losing sleep
Dreaming about the things that we could be
Now baby I've been, I've been playing hard
Dreaming about the things that we could be
Now baby I've been, I've been playing hard
on September 17, 2015
It's cold outside
No kind of atmmosphere
I'm all alone
more or less
Let me fly
Far away from here
Fun, fun, fun See More▼
in the sun, sun, sun
No kind of atmmosphere
I'm all alone
more or less
Let me fly
Far away from here
Fun, fun, fun See More▼
in the sun, sun, sun
on September 17, 2015
look at all the many colors, so exquisitely embroidered,
delicately and precisely sewn into a line
organized in harmony, relationships so intricate
how'd I ever come across a tapestry so fine?
but what is this?
you're burning holes in my stitching
the colours bleeding into one big mess See More▼
did you guess, I'd let this fabric fray?
I'm meddling with murderers who still deserve to pay for their insanity
and though I'm one of them, I'm rarest of my kind, for many fell but only I arose
it's been so long, since I've seen the sun, who's to say if the colours have faded?
locked away so long, now jaded, left only to decay
delicately and precisely sewn into a line
organized in harmony, relationships so intricate
how'd I ever come across a tapestry so fine?
but what is this?
you're burning holes in my stitching
the colours bleeding into one big mess See More▼
did you guess, I'd let this fabric fray?
I'm meddling with murderers who still deserve to pay for their insanity
and though I'm one of them, I'm rarest of my kind, for many fell but only I arose
it's been so long, since I've seen the sun, who's to say if the colours have faded?
locked away so long, now jaded, left only to decay
on September 17, 2015
You Know what Day it is.
It's Thursday
And Thursday
Means Mail...
(For my fellow Mythical Beasts)
It's Thursday
And Thursday
Means Mail...
(For my fellow Mythical Beasts)
on September 17, 2015
I am a prince and I live in a ship and I aim my rifle and I shoot from the hip
and I have a friend I pity quite a bit
she said "grab your gun let's have some fun, share with me your perigees
I have responsibilities, I cannot run!"
"I do not wish the death of any living thing,
I might be a killer but one day I shall be queen
and put an end to slaughter, but until then I'm keen See More▼
on staking claim to land and sea and everyfin between."
and I have a friend I pity quite a bit
she said "grab your gun let's have some fun, share with me your perigees
I have responsibilities, I cannot run!"
"I do not wish the death of any living thing,
I might be a killer but one day I shall be queen
and put an end to slaughter, but until then I'm keen See More▼
on staking claim to land and sea and everyfin between."
on September 17, 2015