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My Way : Frank Sinatra (or Sid Vicious - take your pick)
And now, the end is near; it's time for you to start dying. My friend, Ill say it clear, when you go, i wont be crying. you've lived, a life that's shit.. at every turn, you got in my way; so now - with this saw and kit, I'll do it my way. Regrets, Ive had a few; But then again, there was none this time. I did what I had to do i cut you up, it was a fun time. I planned each bloody blow; Each careful slice along the airway, But more, than you'll ever know, I did it my way. Yes, there were times, you never knew When I bit off more than I could chew. But through it all, when there was doubt, I ate you up and spit you out. I faced it all and cleaned up the mess; And did it my way. Ive hacked, Ive cut, and chopped. Ive had my fun; my share of bloodshed. And now your head is lopped, I find it all so blood red. To think I did all that; And may I say - not in a shy way, No, oh no not me, I did it my way. For what is a man, but blood and guts? I stood in gore, up to my nuts. to kill the ones you really hate; and not leave it up to fate. The record shows you took the blows - And bought it it my way!
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That was BEAUTIFUL *sniff*
Absolutely brilliant This one gets my vote for absolute best...Would be seriously difficult to beat Thanks for that :)
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Marley could do it. Where's he at?
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Nice job urge...I'm surprised you didn't use a Burt Bacharach song.
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Quote:
not a chance !
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I'm really surprised you haven't heard that before! That's probably their most loved song here in england. It's probably the favourite queen song for those who haven't heard bohemian rhapsody.
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Quote:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-D99n9f3vU4 :D
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If you like Human Pinatas - If you like Pina Coladas
I was tired of my lady, she had been nagging too long, like a her worn out old mother, But then they both look like dogs... So while she lay there sleeping, I took a club to her head, then in the psycopath columns, there was this letter I read, If you like human pinatas, and guns and a-acid rain, if you're into illegal, drugs, booze, sex and champagne, if you like making love at midnight, with bondage and tape, I'm the love that you've looked for, write to me and escape, Didn't forget about my lady, Dumped her into the ravine, Also her mother and father, They had no time to, shout or plead or scream, so i wrote to the paper, took out a psycopath ad, and though I'm nobodies poet, I thought it wasn't half bad, Yes I like human Pinatas, and guns and a-acid rain, I'm not much into asians, they make bad tasting champagne, I've got to meet you by tomorrow noon, and cut through all this red tape, at an old, dingy alley, where we'll plan our escape, So I waited with high hopes, then she walked in the place, I knew her smile in an instant, I knew the curve of her face, It was my zombified lady! And she said "I'll kill you" then she laughed for a moment, then I said "No, I'll kill you." I lock you in my mums larder, and wait 'til you go insane, then I'll put gas right in there, and get a hobo caled wayne, Give him a shotgun and some mouldy food, And an old porno tape, then he will open fire, and you'll have no escape!
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[sung to the tune: I'll Never Fall In Love Again by Burt Bacharach]
What do you get when you swing your blade you get enough blood, to form a river fry me up some brains, with a side of liver I'm never going to jail again I'm never going to jail again What do you get when you remove a face You get a neat mask, to fool the police Eating your intestines, cooked in baking grease I'm never going to jail again I'm never going to jail again Don't tell me what it's all about 'cause I've been there and I'm glad I'm out Out of those chains those chains that bind you That is why I'm here to remind you What do I get when I eat your heart a warm fuzzy feeling, that makes me happy well look at me now, I'm getting sappy I'm never going to jail again What do you get when I slit your throat You get a nice stone, in Marley's graveyard So watch your ass,always be on your guard. I'm never going to jail again I'm never going to jail again |
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does the evil of marleys ghost know no bounds ???!!!!!
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