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~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ there's too much that i keep to myself and i turn my back on my faith it's like glass when we break i wish no one in my place and i've seen you don't need their seeds when their dirt goes in deep and i'm lost in sleep i can't stay in this place i can't stand when the room turns round on my fate you give no guarantees there's no promise i can't keep i can't stand i can't see my way i feel blind on my feet i can't stay too long am i wrong? goodbye, lay the blame on luck i'm so tired of my mood and sleep comes with a knife, fork, and a spoon you're so pale in your face you let life get in your way and i've seen you don't need their seeds when their dirt goes in deep and i'm lost in sleep am i wrong? goodbye, lay the blame on luck goodbye, lay the blame on luck ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ This is the most perfect song I've ever heard. |
god, is that serendipity or what? if it isn't, i don't know what is. i can't remember the first time i posted on sorabji.com. maybe someone else can. if so, please let me know. i do remember that i used to be purely WAYDing, and then nelly lured me in to the message boards. it had something to do with favorite words or something, i wish i could remember clearer. maybe that's where my first post is. i should look. lude. anyway, i bet nelly didn't expect what happened. i used to be such a good boy. goddamnit. the rottwieler just came in here, ripped some nasty farts, and then left. i have never known a dog to fart as much as this one. his name is either pharoh or faro or something like that. he is rottwieler royalty, so i'm told. he's the first dog i've met who has audible farts. the kind i'd imagine i'd have if i ate 6 cups of kibble plus kitchen scraps every day. they start off wet, and then kind of taper off with a breathy release. PTHBBBBffuuffffhhhhhhhhhhh. Then, like a granade, you wait three seconds and it explodes in to your olfactory receptors. MOTHER OF GOD. smells kind of like wet dog food. something else to wonder about, considering this one never gets the wet. last time i saw him he was more likely to jump up on you, and he had nuts. now he's very calm and very friendly. to me, anyway. i kind of have this animal empathy thing going for me, though. i talk to the trees, but they don't listen to me. and then i call the wind mariah. i think the fire was tess, and i forget what jo was. maybe the water. or the rain or something. anyway, i'm not about to paint my wagon. i'm done with that pioneer crap for awhile. i did dig around in some quartz bottomed streams looking for a down payment on something large. i didn't find it,though. if i did, i'd make myself a little noname town, and hijack some broads for it. gotta love broads. especially them civilized kind. speaking of which, i haven't had any herb in a week, either. the either is a referance to an earlier post. if you don't understand, then you probably are a lot like me. you don't read the crap that doesn't pertain to you. then again, why would i be posting here? maybe it was the refereance to one of the butler clan. hayden lake, idaho. woohee. |
Ohhh, where Do they pick up these things?? teeheehee! |
Sheesh |
http://www.fartfa rm.com/ |
"Pink Thing" Any time you rise, I'm here And I'm crazy for you, pink thing You make me wanna laugh, you make me wanna cry And when I stroke your head I feel a hundred heartbeats high Whoa pink thing I want to take you out and show you round the world Pink thing, it will be okay If I could only wake you from your slumber curled Pink thing, what would straight folks say? "That man isn't fit to enter heaven That man is a sinner, ever burning in disgrace" Pink thing, spit in my face I would love you for it Any time you call, I'll fall into madness for you, pink thing You make me wanna live, you make me wanna die And when I stroke your head I feel a hundred heartbeats high Whoa pink thing I want to take you out and show you to the girls Pink thing, they're a whole new tribe If you could only see the way the gingham swirls Pink thing, it's a whole new vibe "That man isn't fit to be a father That man is a sinner" 'Fore they cast me down to die, Pink thing, spit in my eye I would love you for it, yes, I would love you for it Any time you rise, I'm here And I'm crazy for you, pink thing You make me wanna laugh, you make me wanna cry And when I stroke your head I feel a hundred heartbeats high I want to introduce you, take you to the brink, thing I want to introduce you, tell me what you think, thing I want to introduce you, make that missing link, thing Don't you think it's time you met some female pink thing? You make me wanna laugh, you make me wanna cry So why is it I'm happy when there's tears down in your eye? Wooooooh, little pink thing |
And what's on the other side Rainbow's are visions They're only illusions And rainbows have nothing to hide So we've been told and some chose to Believe it But I know they're wrong wait and see Someday we'll find it The Rainbow Connection The lovers, the dreamers and me Who said that every wish Would be heard and answered When wished on the morning star Somebody thought of that And someone believed it And look what it's done so far What's so amazing That keeps us star gazing What so we think we might see Someday we'll find it That Rainbow Connection The lovers the dreamers and me Have you been half asleep And have you heard voices I've heard them calling my name Are these the sweet sounds that called The young sailors I think they're one and the same I've heard it too many times to ignore it There's something that I'm supposed to be Someday we'll find it The Rainbow Connection The lovers, the dreamers and me (As sung by Kermit the Frog) |
i currently have "I nearly lost you" by the screaing trees - and I have no idea why. |
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Come on, people. How many other odes to the penis do you know? |
today I found out that a friend of mine likes the madonna song from austin powers! I'm not the only one! he went out and bought the cd single, just as I plan to! I shouldn't feel vindicated, but I do. |