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  1. KontradictioN

    KontradictioN Do you even lift? PatsFans.com Supporter

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    That's great, it starts with an earthquake, birds and snakes, an aeroplane -
    Lenny Bruce is not afraid. Eye of a hurricane, listen to yourself churn -
    world serves its own needs, regardless of your own needs. Feed it up a knock,
    speed, grunt no, strength no. Ladder structure clatter with fear of height,
    down height. Wire in a fire, represent the seven games in a government for
    hire and a combat site. Left her, wasn't coming in a hurry with the furies
    breathing down your neck. Team by team reporters baffled, trump, tethered
    crop. Look at that low plane! Fine then. Uh oh, overflow, population,
    common group, but it'll do. Save yourself, serve yourself. World serves its
    own needs, listen to your heart bleed. Tell me with the rapture and the
    reverent in the right - right. You vitriolic, patriotic, slam, fight, bright
    light, feeling pretty psyched.

    It's the end of the world as we know it.
    It's the end of the world as we know it.
    It's the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine.

    Six o'clock - TV hour. Don't get caught in foreign tower. Slash and burn,
    return, listen to yourself churn. Lock him in uniform and book burning,
    blood letting. Every motive escalate. Automotive incinerate. Light a candle,
    light a motive. Step down, step down. Watch a heel crush, crush. Uh oh,
    this means no fear - cavalier. Renegade and steer clear! A tournament,
    a tournament, a tournament of lies. Offer me solutions, offer me alternatives
    and I decline.

    It's the end of the world as we know it.
    It's the end of the world as we know it.
    It's the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine.

    The other night I tripped a nice continental drift divide. Mount St. Edelite.
    Leonard Bernstein. Leonid Breshnev, Lenny Bruce and Lester Bangs.
    Birthday party, cheesecake, jelly bean, boom! You symbiotic, patriotic,
    slam, but neck, right? Right.

    It's the end of the world as we know it.
    It's the end of the world as we know it.
    It's the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine...fine...

    (It's time I had some time alone)

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    (And the road becomes my bride)

    And the road becomes my bride
    I have stripped of all but pride
    So in her I do confide
    And she keeps me satisfied
    Gives me all I need

    And with dust in throat I crave
    Only knowledge will I save
    To the game you stay a slave

    Roamer, wanderer
    Nomad, vagabond
    Call me what you will

    But I'll take my time anywhere
    Free to speak my mind anywhere
    And I'll redefine anywhere

    Anywhere I roam
    Where I lay my head is home

    (And the earth becomes my throne)

    And the earth becomes my throne
    I adapt to the unknown
    Under wandering stars I've grown
    By myself but not alone
    I ask no one

    And my ties are severed clean
    Less I have the more I gain
    Off the beaten path I reign

    Roamer, wanderer
    Nomad, vagabond
    Call me what you will

    But I'll take my time anywhere
    I'm free to speak my mind anywhere
    and I'll never mind anywhere

    Anywhere I roam
    Where I lay my head is home
    YE' YEAH

    But I'll take my time anywhere
    I'm free to speak my mind
    And I'll take my find anywhere

    Anywhere I may roam
    Where I lay my head is home
    I say!

    But I'll take my time anywhere
    I'm free to speak my mind anywhere
    And I'll redefine anywhere

    Anywhere I may roam
    Where I lay my head is home

    Carved upon my stone
    My body lies, but still I roam,
    Yeah yeah!

    Wherever I may roam
    Wherever I may roam
    Woah

    Wherever I may roam
    Wherever I may roam
    Yeah!

    Wherever I may wander, wander, wander
    Wherever I may roam

    Yeah, yeah, wherever I may roam

    Yeah, yeah, wherever I may roam
    Wherever I may roam
    Wherever I may roam
     
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    Eh, this is pretty much spam but feel free to use it as your "lyrics of the day" thread. Those were just two songs that got stuck in my head.
     
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    #12 Jersey

    The wheels on the bus go round and round
    Round and round, round and round
    The wheels on the bus go round and round
    All through the town.

    (Roll hands over each other)


    The wipers on the bus go "Swish, swish, swish,
    Swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish"
    The wipers on the bus go "Swish, swish, swish"
    All through the town.

    (Put arms together in front of you and 'swish' like windshield wipers)


    The door on the bus goes open and shut
    Open and shut, open and shut
    The door on the bus goes open and shut
    All through the town.

    (Cover eyes with hands on 'shut' and uncover them on 'open')


    The horn on the bus goes "Beep, beep, beep
    Beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep"
    The horn on the bus goes "Beep, beep, beep"
    All through the town.

    (Pretend to honk horn)


    The gas on the bus goes "Glug, glug, glug
    Glug, glug, glug, glug, glug, glug"
    The gas on the bus goes "Glug, glug, glug"
    All through the town.

    (Pretend to fill tank using pointer finger as gas nozzle)


    The money on the bus goes "Clink, clink, clink,
    Clink, clink, clink, clink, clink, clink"
    The money on the bus goes "Clink, clink, clink"
    All through the town.

    (Pretend to put money in cash box on bus)


    The baby on the bus says, "Wah, wah, wah!
    Wah, wah, wah, wah, wah, wah!"
    The baby on the bus says, "Wah, wah, wah!"
    All through the town.

    (Fisted hands in front of eyes and rub them like baby crying)


    The people on the bus say, "Shh, shh, shh,
    Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh"
    The people on the bus say, "Shh, shh, shh"
    All through the town.

    (Put pointer finger to mouth to 'shhh')


    The mommy on the bus says, "I love you,
    I love you, I love you"
    The daddy on the bus says, "I love you, too"
    All through the town.

    (Point to self on 'I', right hand over heart on 'love', and point to other on 'you')
     
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    Come wit it now!
    Come wit it now!

    The microphone explodes, shatterin' the molds
    Either drop tha hits like de la o or get tha **** off tha commode
    With tha sure shot, sure ta make tha bodies drop,
    Drop an dont copy yo, dont call this a co-opt
    Terror rains drenchin, quenchin tha thirst of tha power dons, that five sided fist-a-gon,
    That rotten sore on the face of mother earth gets bigger, tha triggers cold, empty ya purse

    Rally round the family with a pocket a shells
    They rally round tha family, with a pocket full a shells
    They rally round tha family, with a pocket full a shells
    They rally round tha family, with a pocket full a shells

    Weapons not food, not homes, not shoes, not need, just feed tha war canibal animal
    I walk tha corner to tha rubble that used to be a library, line up to tha mind cemetery now
    What we dont know keeps tha contracts alive and movin
    They dont gotta burn tha books they just remove em
    While arms warehouses fill as quick as tha cells
    Rally round tha family, pockets full a shells

    Rally round tha family, with a pocket full a shells
    They rally round the family, with a pocket full a shells
    They rally round the family, with a pocket full a shells
    They rally round the family, with a pocket full a shells

    Bulls on parade, uh

    Come wit it now
    Come wit it now

    Bulls on parade
    [x5]
     

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