― m0stly clean (m0stly clean), Saturday, 25 September 2004 16:00 (twenty-one years ago)
― noodle vague (noodle vague), Saturday, 25 September 2004 16:03 (twenty-one years ago)
― m0stly clean (m0stly clean), Saturday, 25 September 2004 16:04 (twenty-one years ago)
― manthony m1cc1o (Anthony Miccio), Saturday, 25 September 2004 16:05 (twenty-one years ago)
― Tim Ellison (Tim Ellison), Saturday, 25 September 2004 16:31 (twenty-one years ago)
born dead,born to be wildborn in the USAborn to runborn to dieborn annoyingborn without a konscience,
― {Sand in the [vaseline} on the lens] (x Jeremy), Saturday, 25 September 2004 16:33 (twenty-one years ago)
― lovebug starski (lovebug starski), Saturday, 25 September 2004 16:50 (twenty-one years ago)
God of thunder and rock and rollThe spell you’re underWill slowly rob you of your virgin soul
― Alex in NYC (vassifer), Saturday, 25 September 2004 19:50 (twenty-one years ago)
― Alex in NYC (vassifer), Saturday, 25 September 2004 19:51 (twenty-one years ago)
I crossed the paths of right and wrongAnd saw them take their tollI saw armies that marchedAnd like animals they crawled
― Cripps Pink (Jody Beth Rosen), Saturday, 25 September 2004 19:52 (twenty-one years ago)
The Morris Crossfire Hurricane was an unsuccessful sports car of the 1950s.
― noodle vague (noodle vague), Saturday, 25 September 2004 19:52 (twenty-one years ago)
― latebloomer (latebloomer), Saturday, 25 September 2004 19:53 (twenty-one years ago)
Nice!
is that true, Noodle? I thought it was just Jagger fuckin' around with some oblique but atmospheric poetic license.
― Alex in NYC (vassifer), Saturday, 25 September 2004 19:53 (twenty-one years ago)
― noodle vague (noodle vague), Saturday, 25 September 2004 19:54 (twenty-one years ago)
I belong to the blank generation andI can take it or leave it each timeI belong to the ______ generation butI can take it or leave it each time
Triangles were fallin at the window as the doctor cursedHe was a cartoon long forsaken by the public eyeThe nurse adjusted her garters as I breathed my firstThe doctor grabbed my throat and yelled, "God's consolation prize!"
― Alex in NYC (vassifer), Saturday, 25 September 2004 19:54 (twenty-one years ago)
― noodle vague (noodle vague), Saturday, 25 September 2004 19:55 (twenty-one years ago)
― Cripps Pink of La Mancha (Jody Beth Rosen), Saturday, 25 September 2004 19:58 (twenty-one years ago)
So I grew up in a crazy world of dressing roomsAnd hotel rooms and waiting roomsAnd rooms behind-the-scenes.And I can't forget the endless rowsOf sleepless nights and eatless nightsAnd nights without a nickel in my jeans.
But it's all in the game and the way you play itAnd you've got to play the game you know.When you're born in a trunk at the Princess Theatrein Pocatello, Idaho.
― Cripps Garland (Jody Beth Rosen), Saturday, 25 September 2004 20:02 (twenty-one years ago)
― brian patrick (brian patrick), Saturday, 25 September 2004 20:06 (twenty-one years ago)
― fact checking cuz (fcc), Saturday, 25 September 2004 21:27 (twenty-one years ago)
― Dom Passantino (Dom Passantino), Saturday, 25 September 2004 21:29 (twenty-one years ago)
I was bornI was dead
― Lefty, Saturday, 25 September 2004 21:29 (twenty-one years ago)
― Reed Moore (diamond), Saturday, 25 September 2004 21:31 (twenty-one years ago)
― Dom Passantino (Dom Passantino), Saturday, 25 September 2004 21:33 (twenty-one years ago)
Well, mountain lions found me there waitin'And set me on a eagles backWell, mountain lions found me there,And set me on a eagles wing(Its' the eagles wing, baby, what did I say)He took me past to the outskirts of infinity,And when he brought me back,He gave me a venus witch's ringAnd he said "Fly on, fly on"Because I'm a voodoo chile, yeah, voodoo chile!Hey!
― Reed Moore (diamond), Saturday, 25 September 2004 21:36 (twenty-one years ago)
― William Bloody Swygart (mrswygart), Saturday, 25 September 2004 21:43 (twenty-one years ago)
― Abbitt, Saturday, 25 September 2004 22:11 (twenty-one years ago)
― Alex in NYC (vassifer), Saturday, 25 September 2004 22:40 (twenty-one years ago)
you all know this is true
― squirrelbait (squirrelbait), Saturday, 25 September 2004 22:47 (twenty-one years ago)
― ken taylrr (ken taylrr), Saturday, 25 September 2004 22:49 (twenty-one years ago)
― m0stly clean (m0stly clean), Sunday, 26 September 2004 03:55 (twenty-one years ago)
― ken taylrr (ken taylrr), Sunday, 26 September 2004 06:27 (twenty-one years ago)
― lovebug starski (lovebug starski), Sunday, 26 September 2004 10:22 (twenty-one years ago)
― m0stly clean (m0stly clean), Sunday, 26 September 2004 14:49 (twenty-one years ago)
― m0stly clean (m0stly clean), Sunday, 26 September 2004 15:03 (twenty-one years ago)
What seems to be the fuzz out there?Just what seems to be the hang?'cause you know if ya just don't want me this time around,Yeah I'll be glad to go back to spirit landAnd even take a longer rest,Before I'm coming down the chute againMan, I sure remember the last time, babyThey were stlll hawkin' about me thenSo if you don't want me now,Make up your mind, where or whenIf you don't want me now,Give or take, you only got two hundred days'cause I ain't coming down this way too much more again
You know they got pills for ills and thrills and even spillsBut I think you're just a little too lateSo I'm coming down into this world, daddyRegardless of love and hateAnd I'm gonna sit up in your bed, mamaAnd just a grin right in your faceAnd then I'm gonna eat up all your chocolates,And say 'i hope I'm not too late'
So if there's any questions,Make up your mind'cause you better give or takeQuestions in your mindGive it a take,You only got two hundered days
Way up into this wombLooking all aroundSure's dark in hereAnd I'm looking out my belly button windowAnd I swear I see nothing but a lot of frownsAnd I'm wondering if they want me around
― Tim Ellison (Tim Ellison), Sunday, 26 September 2004 15:24 (twenty-one years ago)
― Phil Dennison (Phil D.), Sunday, 26 September 2004 15:34 (twenty-one years ago)
― m0stly clean (m0stly clean), Monday, 27 September 2004 02:07 (twenty-one years ago)
― the surface noise (slight return) (electricsound), Monday, 27 September 2004 02:11 (twenty-one years ago)
― $CORPIUM1, Monday, 27 September 2004 02:28 (twenty-one years ago)
― ken taylrr (ken taylrr), Monday, 27 September 2004 03:22 (twenty-one years ago)
― m0stly clean (m0stly clean), Monday, 27 September 2004 03:37 (twenty-one years ago)
― maybebaker, Monday, 27 September 2004 03:40 (twenty-one years ago)
― 6335, Monday, 27 September 2004 04:02 (twenty-one years ago)
― mike t-diva (mike t-diva), Monday, 27 September 2004 08:50 (twenty-one years ago)
― ailsa (ailsa), Monday, 27 September 2004 09:05 (twenty-one years ago)
― joseph cotten (joseph cotten), Monday, 27 September 2004 16:39 (twenty-one years ago)
I wish my baby it was born, and lying on its father's kneeand I was dead and in my graveWith the green grass growing all over me.
― jocelyn (Jocelyn), Monday, 27 September 2004 18:10 (twenty-one years ago)
― peter smith (plsmith), Monday, 27 September 2004 18:12 (twenty-one years ago)
I am the trick my mother played on the worldSeventeen doctors couldn't decidewhether I should be allowed in the game.
― pithfork (Hurting 2), Wednesday, 13 January 2010 19:33 (sixteen years ago)
I'm the runaway son of a nuclear a-bomb
― Snop Snitchin, Wednesday, 13 January 2010 19:45 (sixteen years ago)
I was born with a rusty spoon as a mouthpieceLife was hard cos the graves was my company
― out comes stanley, Wednesday, 13 January 2010 20:31 (sixteen years ago)
Well, I was born in the sign of waterAnd it's there that I feel my bestThe albatross and the whales, they are my brothers
― m0stly clean (Slowsquatch), Wednesday, 9 March 2022 20:42 (four years ago)