beeb375 wrote:Enough of your lyricalishness, we don't want this to just turn into a thread of unknown song lyrics!
On that note, it's the middle of the night, and I've got no one to call anymore, I'm just alone with my thoughts. Tonight it's almost as if the town has turned into a circuitboard, and it struck me that actually we can beat the sun, as long as we keep moving. We spent the evening unpacking books from boxes and talking about girls who play guitars, but then you had to leave. I appreciate that, but I hate it when conversation slips out of our grasp.
To be honest, my words are just hunches, and I'm not sure what they mean, but what I DO know is that you should never try to gauge temperature when you tend to travel at such speed, for that, my people, is our velocity.
It seems a shame that probably only r will understand any of that, and he'll despise every word
The King's taken back the throne
The useless seed is sown
And when they say they're cutting off the phone
I'll tell 'em you're not home
No place to hide
You're fighting as a soldier on their side
You're still a soldier in your mind
Though nothings on the line
You say it's money that we need
As if we're only mouths to feed
I know that no matter what you say
There's some debts you'll never pay
Working for the church while your family dies
You take what they give you
And you keep it inside
Every spark of friendship and love will die without a home
Hear the soldier groan, we'll go at it alone
I can taste the fear
Lift me up and take me out of here
Don't want to fight, don't want to die
Just want to hear you cry
Who's gonna throw the very first stone
Oh, who's gonna re-set the bone
Walking with your hand in a sling
Wanna hear the soldier sing
Working for the church while my family dies
You're little baby sister's gonna lose her mind
Every spark of friendship and love will die without a home
Hear the soldier groan, we'll go at it alone
I can taste your fear
It's gonna lift you up and take you out of here
And the bone shall never heal
I care not if you kneel
We can't find you now
But they're gonna get their money back somehow
And when you finally disappear
We'll just say you were never here
Been working for the church while your life falls apart
Been singing hallelujah with the fear in your heart
Every spark of friendship and love will die without a home
Hear the soldier groan, we'll go at it alone
Hear the soldier groan, we'll go at it alone
r - Why be a song when you can be a symphony?
[23:14] r: Don't diss Beck, he invented music!
[23:15] Dave: That's like saying the current pope invented Catholicism.
00:09]r: Heh, no-one's replied to your gay thread
[00:10] Dave: Your mom.
[00:11] r: Say what you want about her, she's a c**t
[00:11] Dave: I take a similar dim view of my own mother.
[00:11]r: Did yours leave your dad for a posh tw*t with a mullet and a handlebar moustache then take what was supposed to be your money for uni as part of the divorce settlement?
[00:12] Dave: Sadly not.
[00:13] r: You know what that means then?
[00:13] r: That means I win.
Primeval Blue - almost certainly not the best band in the world.
My choice of song is random, hence it qualifies. Purple monkey dishwasher.
r - Why be a song when you can be a symphony?
[23:14] r: Don't diss Beck, he invented music!
[23:15] Dave: That's like saying the current pope invented Catholicism.
00:09]r: Heh, no-one's replied to your gay thread
[00:10] Dave: Your mom.
[00:11] r: Say what you want about her, she's a c**t
[00:11] Dave: I take a similar dim view of my own mother.
[00:11]r: Did yours leave your dad for a posh tw*t with a mullet and a handlebar moustache then take what was supposed to be your money for uni as part of the divorce settlement?
[00:12] Dave: Sadly not.
[00:13] r: You know what that means then?
[00:13] r: That means I win.
Primeval Blue - almost certainly not the best band in the world.
A Technology teacher at my school says the Internet is for making money, sikko's and perverts. And that I sholdn't be on the internet talking to honest people like you.
Meh...
The occasional look back at your past can teach you a great many things...
"Busy, Dave?"
"Well, yeah. I am, actually."
"Oh, then you won't want to know about the two super-light-speed fighters that are tracking us."
"What?!"
"I'll leave you to your bubble blowing, mate."
"No, Hol, come on, come on."
"They're from Earth."
"Three million years away?"
"They're from the NorWEB federation."
"What's that?"
"The North Western Electricity Board. They want you, Dave."
"Me? Why? What for?"
"For your crimes against humanity."
"You what!"
"It seems when you left Earth three million years ago, you left two half-eaten German sausages on a plate in your kitchen."
"Did I?"
"You know what happens to sausages left unattended for three million years?"
"Yeah. They go all mouldy."
"Your sausages, Dave, now cover seven-eighths of the Earth's surface. Also you left seventeen pounds, fifty pence in a bank account. Thanks to compound interest you now own ninety-eight percent of all the world's wealth, but since you've hoarded it for three million years nobody's got any money except for you and NorWEB."
"Why NorWEB? "
"You left a light on in the bathroom. I've got a final demand here for one hundred and eighty billion pounds."
"A hundred and eighty billion pounds! You're kidding!"
"April fool."
"But it's not April."
"Yeah, I know, but I could hardly wait six months with a red-hot jape like that under my belt."
I want your opinions people. Which of these 2 Newcastle shirts is better? The first one is the current kit and the second is next year's, which I think looks a bit naff. What do you reckon?
“Blackmail is such an ugly word. I prefer extortion. The ‘x’ makes it sound cool.”
