The Fuckin beastie Boys have a new instrumental album out!!!!
Woot to the mother fuckin Nootch!!!!!!
bring back the good times beastie bring em back.
Tuesday, June 26, 2007
Saturday, June 23, 2007
Sunday, June 3, 2007
songs to pass the time
for my blog today i will be simply putting music lyrics down that say what i have not the talent to do so myself.
"Have one, have twenty more "one mores" and oh it does not relent.
The good times are killing me.
Shit-kicker city slickers who all wanted me dead.
The good times are killing me. "
not that i am spending my life partying but spending the best times of my life in my room
alone
these good times are killing me.
"You seem so out of context in this gaudy apartment complex
A stranger with your door key explaining that i am just visiting
And i am finally seeing why i was the one worth leaving
D.C. sleeps alone tonight"
right now is the first time i have felt out of place among college students
i feel soo old and out of context.
sleeping alone makes the nights go by soo slow.
"Cause in my head there’s a greyhound station
Where I send my thoughts to far off destinations
So they may have a chance of finding a place
where they’re far more suited than here"
I used to write so much my fingers ached
but now my pencil is only touching paper for school i miss my thoughts
i miss getting those thoughts out so they don't infect me with the disease of
doubt.
"I’m glad I didn’t die before I met you
But now I don’t care I could go anywhere with you
And I’d probably be happy”
So if you want to be with me
With these things there’s no telling
We just have to wait and see
But I’d rather be working for a paycheck
Than waiting to win the lottery
Besides maybe this time is different
I mean I really think you like me"
on the positive side i believe i have found the person i want to be with forever and i know what love is but i won't tell you what it is; you will know it when it comes. just know that i have it and it is all hers and i will give it to her always.
"Have one, have twenty more "one mores" and oh it does not relent.
The good times are killing me.
Shit-kicker city slickers who all wanted me dead.
The good times are killing me. "
not that i am spending my life partying but spending the best times of my life in my room
alone
these good times are killing me.
"You seem so out of context in this gaudy apartment complex
A stranger with your door key explaining that i am just visiting
And i am finally seeing why i was the one worth leaving
D.C. sleeps alone tonight"
right now is the first time i have felt out of place among college students
i feel soo old and out of context.
sleeping alone makes the nights go by soo slow.
"Cause in my head there’s a greyhound station
Where I send my thoughts to far off destinations
So they may have a chance of finding a place
where they’re far more suited than here"
I used to write so much my fingers ached
but now my pencil is only touching paper for school i miss my thoughts
i miss getting those thoughts out so they don't infect me with the disease of
doubt.
"I’m glad I didn’t die before I met you
But now I don’t care I could go anywhere with you
And I’d probably be happy”
So if you want to be with me
With these things there’s no telling
We just have to wait and see
But I’d rather be working for a paycheck
Than waiting to win the lottery
Besides maybe this time is different
I mean I really think you like me"
on the positive side i believe i have found the person i want to be with forever and i know what love is but i won't tell you what it is; you will know it when it comes. just know that i have it and it is all hers and i will give it to her always.
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