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[Chills]

Thanks for posting this! I love The Dead Flag Blues!

Who wrote that?

Pretty bleak, I'd say  :)

Here you go Serg  :)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-aLjup934Rk

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/F%E2%99%AFa%E2%99%AF%E2%88%9E

http://www.brainwashed.com/godspeed/deadmetheney/monologues/deadflag.htm

Well, I thought they only did instrumentals.
Apparently spooky spoken-words as well.

Talking about spoken words, did you see my Lee Hazlewood video in the Youtube thread?

[Chills]

I like all of your contributions so far. So I'm gonna add one.

"You're not a loser kid, but if you keep acting like one, then I don't know. All I'm saying is don't make decisions thinking that you're a low life, make decisions thinking you're a great man, at least a good man. And don't be a goddamn pussy. There's a world out there. If you don't open your eyes you ain't ever gonna see it."

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The Fly by Leonard Cohen

In his black armour
the house-fly marched the field
of Freia's sleeping thighs,
undisturbed by the soft hand
which vaguely moved
to end his exercise.

And it ruined my day --
this fly which never planned
to charm her or to please
should walk boldly on that ground
I tried so hard
to lay my trembling knees.

[ManNamedTruth]

[size=22]"Roads? Where we're going, we don't need roads."[/size] ~Doc

[easy jim]

"Buy the ticket, take the ride"

HST

[MarkW]

in my new clothing
i feel so different, i must
look like someone else

Basho

[MMJ_fanatic]

"Isn't it funny how a bear likes hunny
Buzz, buzz, buzz
I wonder why he does"
-A.A. Milne

[easy jim]

here's one

heaven is somewhere near Nashville
Nashville's over by you
only the honest know Hell's there...
only the lucky can lie

try two makes living less perfect
one's never enough
if i could hold two hands with my one
i'd feel better 'bout calling your bluff

life's remote control
it's got no buttons or strings
love lights a bulb
in the dark of all things

heaven is somewhere near Nashville
Nashville's over by you
only the honest know Hell's here...
only the lucky can lie
only the lucky can lie
only the lucky can lie.

[LEATHER KID]

here's one

heaven is somewhere near Nashville
Nashville's over by you
only the honest know Hell's there...
only the lucky can lie

try two makes living less perfect
one's never enough
if i could hold two hands with my one
i'd feel better 'bout calling your bluff

life's remote control
it's got no buttons or strings
love lights a bulb
in the dark of all things

heaven is somewhere near Nashville
Nashville's over by you
only the honest know Hell's here...
only the lucky can lie
only the lucky can lie
only the lucky can lie.

Is that the one on myspace? My computer at work is being retarded.

[LEATHER KID]

All alone at night
I sit here in fear
Wondering what's to become within the next year
Somedays are bright
And someday's are cold
This thing that I hold to
Is getting damn old.

My Oh my how hard can it be
To sit here and think about just ONE HAPPY DREAM.

(J.D., D.P.)

[Chills]

There's a whisper
I would like to breathe into your ear but
I'm too scared to
Get that close to you right now

There are dreams we might have shared and
I still care and I still love you
But you know how
I've been untrue

In the beginning we closed our eyes
Whenever we kissed
We were surprised to
Find so much inside

[easy jim]

it is indeed, LEATHER KID

not even a day old

[Penny Lane]

...that which does not kill you...






...will only make you want to kill yourself.

-me

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The second last paragraph here: http://rickygervais.com/bestlife.php

[dragonboy]

Elvis on books: "I like movies but I like books too - real ones (non-fiction) 'cause you can reread parts & think things over."

Shit Elvis, that's like...deep man  ;)

[MarkW]

Mostly for DB (Reading boy), but:

Slough

Come friendly bombs and fall on Slough!
It isn't fit for humans now,
There isn't grass to graze a cow.
Swarm over, Death!

Come, bombs and blow to smithereens
Those air -conditioned, bright canteens,
Tinned fruit, tinned meat, tinned milk, tinned beans,
Tinned minds, tinned breath.

Mess up the mess they call a town-
A house for ninety-seven down
And once a week a half a crown
For twenty years.

And get that man with double chin
Who'll always cheat and always win,
Who washes his repulsive skin
In women's tears:

And smash his desk of polished oak
And smash his hands so used to stroke
And stop his boring dirty joke
And make him yell.

But spare the bald young clerks who add
The profits of the stinking cad;
It's not their fault that they are mad,
They've tasted Hell.

It's not their fault they do not know
The birdsong from the radio,
It's not their fault they often go
To Maidenhead

And talk of sport and makes of cars
In various bogus-Tudor bars
And daren't look up and see the stars
But belch instead.

In labour-saving homes, with care
Their wives frizz out peroxide hair
And dry it in synthetic air
And paint their nails.

Come, friendly bombs and fall on Slough
To get it ready for the plough.
The cabbages are coming now;
The earth exhales.


NB - for our US friends, Slough (pronounced at the end like the "lou" in "loud" is probably the least attractive town in the UK.  Think Cleveland on a bad day.

[dragonboy]

It's not their fault they often go
To Maidenhead  ;D

Thanks so much for this Mark!!!

The Office & David Brent fans should get a kick from this too.

[MarkW]

It's not their fault they often go
To Maidenhead  ;D

Thanks so much for this Mark!!!

The Office & David Brent fans should get a kick from this too.

Respeck' to the Betjeman massive.  ;)

[dragonboy]

Respeck' to the Betjeman massive.  ;)

Another local fav is Ali G. It always makes me laugh when he talks about the John Nike leisure center & Masquerades nightclub etc in Bracknell...I used to 'hang out' at these places  ;D  :-[  

[ycartrob]

Never doubt
that a small group of
thoughtful, committed individuals
can change the world.
Indeed
it's the only thing
that ever has.

-MARGARET MEAD