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2. Сентября 2003, 14:44:28
David S 
Субъект: Repetition
Repetition
David Bowie


Johnny is a man
And he's bigger than you
But his overheads are high
And he looks straight through when you ask him how the kids are

He'll get home around seven
'Cause the chevy's real old
And he could have had a cadillac
If the school had taught him right
And he could have married Anne with the blue silk blouse
He could have married Anne with the blue silk blouse

And the food is on the table
But the food is cold
(Don't hit her)

"Can't you even cook?
What's the good of me working when you can't damn cook?"

Well Johnny is a man
And he's bigger than her
I guess the bruises won't show
If she wears long sleeves
But the space in her eyes shows through

And he could have married Anne with the blue silk blouse

He could have married Anne with the blue silk blouse

Shows through
Shows through
Shows through

2. Сентября 2003, 14:33:17
David S 
Субъект: Re: Childhood
Wow, I don't have the words for it...but that is good.

25. Августа 2003, 10:19:06
David S 
Субъект: Castles made of Sand
Jimi Hendrix
Castles Made Of Sand

Down the street you can hear her scream 'you're a disgrace'
As she slams the door in his drunken face.
And now he stands outside
And all the neighbors start to gossip and drool.

He cries 'Oh, girl you must be mad,
What happened to the sweet love you and me had?'
Against the door he leans and starts a scene,
And his tears fall and burn the garden green.

And so castles made of sand fall in the sea, eventually

A little Indian brave before he was ten,
Played war games in the woods with his Indian friends,
And he built up a dream that when he grew up
He would be a fearless warrior Indian chief.
Many moons past and more the dream grew strong until
Tomorrow he would sing his first war song,
and fight his first battle but something went wrong,
Surprise attack killed him in his sleep that night.

And so castles made of sand melts into the sea, eventually.

There was a young girl, whose heart was a frown
'Cause she was crippled for life,
and she couldn't speak a sound.
And she wished and prayed she could stop living,
So she decided to die.
She drew her wheelchair to the edge of the shore
And to her legs she smiled 'you won't hurt me no more'
But then a sight she'd never seen made her jump
and say,'look a golden winged ship is passing my way'

And it really didn't have to stop, it just kept on going...

And so castles made of sand slips into the sea, eventually

23. Августа 2003, 15:47:02
David S 
Субъект: Lullabye
This is from a band called James, they all share credit so I can't say for sure who actually wrote this:

Lullaby

Since your mother cast her spell
Every kiss has left a bruise
You’ve been raiding too much meaning from existence
Now your head is used and sore
And the forecast is for more
Memories falling, like falling rain
Falling rain

Every view they hold on you’s
A piano, out of tune
You’re an angel
You’re a demon
You’re just human
Now your world has turned to trash
Broken windows on the past
Take that child and teach him senseless
Damage the dream, damage the dream
I feel nothing, I feel nothing at all
I feel nothing at all

In this gloomy, haunted place
All the feelings are of shame
All the windows have been broken by the children
So the wind screams up the stairs
Slams the doors and rattles chairs
I wish we weren’t conceived in violence
Damage the dream, damage the dream
The magic is broken
The house is in ruins
Your memory’s one-sided
The side that you’re choosing feels nothing
Feels nothing at all
We feel nothing at all

22. Августа 2003, 18:07:52
David S 
It's true
says you
damn plants
are through
and through
gotta find
something new
to ease the mind
remove the blue
but take a pass
on sniffing glue

22. Августа 2003, 17:23:58
David S 
I sigh
Why I?
My bonzai die
You too?
Who knew?
Those damn little plants aren't worth pooh

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