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of The Cooler
Sep 1999
time: 23:16
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Time Of Your Life
Green Day
Another turning point, a fork stuck in the road.
Time grabs you by the wrist, directs you where to go.
So make the best of this test, and don't ask why.
It's not a question, but a lesson learned in time.
It's something unpredictable, but in the end is right.
I hope you had the time of your life.
So take the photographs, and still frames in your mind.
Hang it on a shelf in good health and good time.
Tattoos of memories and dead skin on trial.
For what it's worth, it was worth all the while.
It's something unpredictable, but in the end is right.
I hope you had the time of your life.
It's something unpredictable, but in the end is right.
I hope you had the time of your life.
It's something unpredictable, but in the end is right.
I hope you had the time of your life.
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AECCP Dark Lord of the Sith
Aug 2000
time: 00:16
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Domo Arigato, Mr. Roboto
Domo arigato, Mr. Roboto,
Mata ah-oo hima de
Domo arigato, Mr. Roboto,
Himitsu wo shiri tai
You're wondering who I am-machine or mannequin
With parts made in Japan, I am the modren man
I've got a secret I've been hiding under my skin
My heart is human, my blood is boiling, my brain I.B.M.
So if you see me acting strangely, don't be surprised
I'm just a man who needed someone, and somewhere to hide
To keep me alive-just keep me alive
Somewhere to hide to keep me alive
I'm not a robot without emotions-I'm not what you see
I've come to help you with your problems, so we can be free
I'm not a hero, I'm not a saviour, forget what you know
I'm just a man whose circumstances went beyond his control
Beyond my control-we all need control
I need control-we all need control
I am the modren man, who hides behind a mask
So no one else can see my true identity
Domo arigato, Mr. Roboto, domo...domo
Domo arigato, Mr. Roboto, domo...domo
Domo arigato, Mr. Roboto, domo...domo
Thank you very much, Mr. Roboto
For doing the jobs that nobody wants to
And thank you very much, Mr. Roboto
For helping me escape just when I needed to
Thank you-thank you, thank you
I want to thank you, please, thank you
The problem's plain to see: too much technology
Machines to save our lives. Machines dehumanize.
The time has come aat last
To throw away this mask
So everyone caan see
My true identity...
I'm Kilroy! Kilroy! Kilroy! Kilroy!
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first circle of the inferno
Jul 2001
time: 05:16
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Dawn of Eternity by Cradle of Filth
Winter ice - Terminal frost
Closing eyes of the equinox
Dimensional change - darkening skies
The sphere is shackled till dusk
Prophet dreams - ride the winds
As black holes open for devouring
Universal chaos in the realm of time
Surface of earth - covered in rime
From beyond enter the horror
Of a dark and hideous nature
The fall of man is now at hand
Awakened from an ancient slumber
The immortal ones return
The earth is theirs once again
Stricken, cursed - frozen damnation
Man's fall to perpetual domination
Time trapped in between changes
Frigid return to the chamber of ages
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first circle of the inferno
Jul 2001
time: 05:16
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Giving in by Adema
Will you, walk me
To the edge again
Shaking, lonely, and I am drinking again
Woke up tonight and no one's here with me
I'm giving in to you
Take me under
I'm giving in to you
I'm dying tonight
I'm giving in to you
Watch me crumble
I'm giving in to you
I'm crying tonight
I'm giving in to you
Caught up, in life
Losing all my friends
Family has tried, to heal all my addictions
Tragic it seems, to be alone again
I'm giving in to you
Take me under
I'm giving in to you
I'm dying tonight
I'm giving in to you
Watch me crumble
I'm giving in to you
I'm crying tonight
I'm giving in to you
(Oh ****)
I look forward, to dying tonight
Drinks still on myself, life's harder every day
The stress has got me
I'm giving in
Giving
Giving in now!
Take me under
(I'm killing all the faith)
I'm dying tonight
(I'm sick of all that faith)
Watch me crumble
(I'm killing all the faith)
I'm crying tonight
I'm giving in to you
Take me under
I'm giving in to you
I'm dying tonight
I'm giving in to you
Watch me crumble
Stolen Car by Beth Orton
You walked into my house last night
I couldn't help but notice
A light that was long gone still burning strong
You were sitting
Your fingers like fuses
Your eyes were cinnamon
You said you stand for every known abuse
That was ever threatened to anyone but you
And why should I know better by now
When I'm old enough not to?
While every line speaks the language of love
It never held the meaning I was thinking of
And I can't decide over right or wrong
I guess sometimes you need the place where you belong
Some may sing the wrong words to the wrong melody
It's little things like this that matter to me
Others feel that you should stand
For every known abuse to hand
And all the things that they could never see
You said you stood
For every known abuse that was promised to anyone like you
Don't you wish you knew better by now
When you're old enough not to?
When every line speaks the language of love
And never held the meaning I was thinking of
And I can't decide over right or wrong
You left the feeling that I just do not belong
One drink too many
And a joke gone too far
I see a face driving a stolen car
Gets harder to hide
When you're hitching a ride
Harder to hide what you really saw
Oh, yeah, you stand
For every known abuse that I've ever seen my way through
Don't I wish I knew better by now?
Well I think I'm starting to
When every line speaks the language of love
And never held the meaning I was thinking of
And I've lost the line between right or wrong
I just want to find the place where I belong
Why should you know better by now
When you're old enough not to?
I wish I knew better by now
When I'm old enough not to
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first circle of the inferno
Jul 2001
time: 05:16
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What A Day by Nonpoint
Sittin' on your ass all day
thinkin' bout your hangover
and the party you left your ****in' keys at
and had to beg for a ridde from some stranger
that i never met before
he acted so friendly that i had to take the ride
but for some reason he resembled that guy
wanted for a robbery and beatin' on his kid
"you remind me of my stepson" he chuckles with a grin
*pre*
What was that move they taught in self-defense
where you block this killers knife
move with some confidence
the signal where you're trapped inside a moving car
i wonder if he'll drive real far
*pre*
*chorus*
What a day, what a day
you should've stayed home shootin' the breeze all day
what a day, what a day
you should think next time before you start to play
what a day, what a day
i wonder what will happen today
*chorus*
rub your eyes from
no sleep this week
tap your heels home
then fall asleep
sittin' around looking for a fight
kinda pissed off how i'm turnin' my life upside down
from insecurities makin' up my mind
through old hypocrisy
up and out of harms way
down cuz i want to be there
here because you want me
not because your caught in my stare
rud your eyes from
no sleep this week
tap your heels home
then fall asleep
asleep in bed
you'll do something tomorrow instead
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SlowwHand
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of The Cooler
Sep 1999
time: 23:16
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The Balance
Graeme Edge, Ray Thomas
After he had journeyed,
And his feet were sore,
And he was tired.
He came upon an orange grove,
And he rested.
And he lay in the cool.
And while he rested,
He took to himself an orange and tasted it,
And it was good.
And he felt the earth to his spine,
And he asked.
And he saw the tree above him,
And the stars,
And the veins in the leaf,
And the light,
And the balance,
And he saw magnificent perfection,
Whereon he thought of himself in balance,
And he knew who he was.
Just open your eyes and realize,
The way it's always been.
Just open your mind and you will find,
The way it's always been.
Just open your heart,
And that's a start.
And he thought of those he angered,
For he was not a violent man.
And he thought of those he hurt,
For he was not a cruel man.
And he thought of those he frightened,
For he was not an evil man.
And he understood,
He understood himself.
Upon this he saw that when he was of anger,
Or knew hurt,
Or felt fear,
It was because he was not understanding.
And he learned compassion.
And with his eye of compassion,
He saw his enemies like unto himself.
And he learned love.
And then, he was answered.
Just open your eyes and realize,
The way it's always been.
Just open your mind and you will find,
The way it's always been.
Just open your heart,
And that's a start.
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Celtic Sonant
Ray Thomas
Deep peace of the running wave to you.
Deep peace of the flowing air to you.
Deep peace of the quiet earth to you.
Deep peace of the shining star to you.
Deep peace of the son of peace to you.
One man stood firm guarding cups overflowing,
Brimful of memories and yesterday's dreams.
He could never explain his own silent thunder,
The ocean just blows rough at this time of year.
And the wheel keeps on turning,
The wheel keeps on turning.
The wheel keeps on turning,
Turning around.
Words left unsaid may have special meanings,
Dust hidden pages fill the books left unread.
One bleak page left the poet crying,
He failed to remember there's a price on his head.
And the wheel keeps on turning,
The wheel keeps on turning.
The wheel keeps on turning,
Turning around.
Away we sail with all our flags flying,
Too many changes can cause us delay.
Each star in the sky is there for a reason,
Making it so bright for this time of day.
And the wheel keeps on turning,
The wheel keeps on turning.
The wheel keeps on turning,
Turning around.
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Say It With Love
Justin Hayward
I've been thinking the way people do,
About the things that matter to me and you.
I've decided to do what I can,
And to find the kind of man I really am.
I can see the world from here,
And it sometimes makes me want to disappear.
Back to nature and where we belong,
And with just one truth I've found you can't go wrong.
Wherever you go, whatever you do, whatever you say,
Say, say, say, say it with love.
I remember a time long ago,
When I heard those guitars that I worship so.
I was captured I wanted to stay,
And to hear that kind of music everyday.
Heard the songs around the world,
Saw the smiling faces on the boys and girls.
I was destined to play come what may,
And there's just one thing I knew I had to say.
Wherever you go, whatever you do, whatever you say,
Say, say, say, say it with love.
Underneath a sea of doubt,
There's a million voices shouting let me out.
When we go we never return,
'Cos there's just one lesson that we've got to learn.
Wherever you go, whatever you do, whatever you say,
Say, say, say, say it with love.
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first circle of the inferno
Jul 2001
time: 05:16
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Joga by Bjork
All these accidents,
That happen,
Follow the dot,
Coincidence,
Makes sense,
Only with you,
You don't have to speak,
I feel.
Emotional landscapes,
They puzzle me,
Then the riddle gets solved,
And you push me up to this
State of emergency,
How beautiful to be,
State of emergency,
Is where I want to be.
All that no-one sees,
You see,
What's inside of me,
Every nerve that hurts,
You heal,
Deep inside of me, oo-oohh,
You don't have to speak,
I feel.
Emotional landscapes,
They puzzle me - confuse,
Then the riddle gets solved,
And you push me up to this
State of emergency,
How beautiful to be,
State of emergency,
Is where I want to be.
State of emergency,
How beautiful to be,
Emotional landscapes,
They puzzle me,
Then the riddle gets solved,
And you push me up to this
State of emergency,
How beautiful to be,
State of emergency,
Is where I want to be.
State of emergency,
How beautiful to be,
State of emergency,
State of, state of,
How beautiful,
Emergency,
Is where I want to be.
State of emergency,
How beautiful to be,
State of emergency,
Is where I want to be.
State of emergency,
How beautiful to be.
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ice queen colorado
Sep 2000
time: 22:16
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oh no its not a love song 
The Twelve Gifts of Christmas - Alan Sherman
- (Parody of "The Twelve Days Of Christmas")
On the first day of Christmas, my true love gave to me
A Japanese transistor radio.
On the second day of Christmas, my true love gave to me
Green polka-dot pajamas,
And a Japanese transistor radio.
(It's a Nakashuma.)
On the third day of Christmas, my true love gave to me
A calendar book with the name of my insurance man,
Green polka-dot pajamas,
And a Japanese transistor radio.
(It's the Mark IV model. That's the one that's discontinued.)
On the fourth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me
A simulated alligator wallet,
A calendar book with the name of my insurance man,
Green polka-dot pajamas,
And a Japanese transistor radio.
(And it comes in a leatherette case with holes in it,
So you can listen right through the case.)
On the fifth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me
A statue of a lady, with a clock where her stomach ought to be,
A simulated alligator wallet,
A calendar book with the name of my insurance man,
Green polka-dot pajamas,
And a Japanese transistor radio.
(And it has a wire with a thing on one end that you
Can stick in your ear, and a thing on the other end
That you can't stick anywhere, because it's bent.)
On the sixth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me
A hammered aluminum nutcracker,
And all that other stuff,
And a Japanese transistor radio.
On the seventh day of Christmas, my true love gave to me
A pink satin pillow that says San Diego, with fringe all around it,
And all that other stuff,
And a Japanese transistor radio.
On the eighth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me
An indoor plastic birdbath,
And all that other stuff,
And a Japanese transistor radio.
On the ninth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me
A pair of teakwood shower clogs,
And a Japanese transistor radio.
On the tenth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me
A chromium combination manicure scissors and cigarette lighter,
And a Japanese transistor radio.
On the eleventh day of Christmas, my true love gave to me
An automatic vegetable slicer that works when you see it on television, but not when you get it home,
And a Japanese transistor radio.
On the twelfth day of Christmas, although it may seem strange,
On the twelfth day of Christmas, I'm going to exchange:
An automatic vegetable slicer that works when you see it on television, but not when you get it home,
A chromium combination manicure scissors and cigarette lighter,
A pair of teakwood shower clogs,
An indoor plastic birdbath,
A pink satin pillow that says San Diego, with fringe all around it,
A hammered aluminum nutcracker,
A statue of a lady, with a clock where her stomach ought to be,
A simulated alligator wallet,
A calendar book with the name of my insurance man,
Green polka-dot pajamas,
And a Japanese transistor radio.
Merry Christmas everybody!
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of The Cooler
Sep 1999
time: 23:16
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We Didn't Start the Fire
Billy Joel
Harry Truman, Doris Day, Red China, Johnnie Ray
South Pacific, Walter Winchell, Joe DiMaggio
Joe McCarthy, Richard Nixon, Studebaker, television
North Korea, South Korea, Marilyn Monroe
Rosenbergs, H-bomb, Sugar Ray, Panmunjom
Brando, "The King and I" and "The Catcher in the Rye"
Eisenhower, vaccine, England's got a new queen
Marciano, Liberace, Santayana goodbye
CHORUS
We didn't start the fire
It was always burning
Since the world's been turning
We didn't start the fire
No we didn't light it
But we tried to fight it
Joseph Stalin, Malenkov, Nasser and Prokofiev
Rockefeller, Campanella, Communist Bloc
Roy Cohn, Juan Peron, Toscanini, Dacron
Dien Bien Phu falls, "Rock Around the Clock"
Einstein, James Dean, Brooklyn's got a winning team
Davy Crockett, Peter Pan , Elvis Presley, Disneyland
Bardot, Budapest, Alabama, Krushchev
Princess Grace, "Peyton Place", trouble in the Suez
CHORUS
Little Rock, Pasternak, Mickey Mantle, Kerouac
Sputnik, Chou En-Lai, "Bridge on the River Kwai"
Lebanon, Charlse de Gaulle, California baseball
Starkweather homicide, children of thalidomide
Buddy Holly, "Ben Hur", space monkey, Mafia
Hula hoops, Castro, Edsel is a no-go
U-2, Syngman Rhee, Payola and Kennedy
Chubby Checker, "Psycho", Belgians in the Congo
CHORUS
Hemingway, Eichmann, "Stranger in a Strange Land"
Dylan, Berlin, Bay of Pigs invasion
"Lawrence of Arabia", British Beatlemania
Ole Miss, John Glenn, Liston beats Patterson
Pope Paul, Malcolm X, British politician sex
JFK blown away, what else do I have to say
CHORUS
Birth control, Ho Chi Minh, Richard Nixon back again
Moonshot, Woodstock, Watergate, punk rock
Begin, Reagan, Palestine, terror on the airline
Ayatollah's in Iran, Russians in Afghanistan
"Wheel of Fortune", Sally Ride, heavy metal, suicide
Foreign debts, homeless vets, AIDS, crack, Bernie Goetz
Hypodermics on the shores, China's under martial law
Rock and roller cola wars, I can't take it anymore
CHORUS
We didn't start the fire
But when we are gone
Will it still burn on, and on, and on, and on...
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first circle of the inferno
Jul 2001
time: 05:16
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I'm Stupid by Drain STH
Im stupid (dont worry 'bout me)
I'm stupid , you're smarter
I'm stupid, thinking there's a way
this could turn out right
I'm dreaming, you woke up
I should have known from the start
that you were never mine
'Cause if I can't make you love me
you're out of reasons to stay
Make it easy on yourself
Don't worry about me
Can't make you feel something you don't
I'm crying, but don't pity
I'm dying, but just walk away
It will be all right
'Cause I was dreaming but you woke up
And Im gonna miss you but I
am gonna be all right
'Cause if I can't make you love me
You're out of reasons to stay
make it easy on yourself
dont worry about me
If I can't make you love me
You're not the one here to blame
I will make it on my own
don't worry about me
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of The Cooler
Sep 1999
time: 23:16
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St. Elmo's Fire
Joh Parr
Growin' up, you don't see the writing on the wall
Passin' by, movin' straight ahead, you knew it all
But maybe sometime if you feel the pain
You'll find you're all alone, everything has changed
Play the game, you know you can't quit until it's won
Soldier on, only you can do what must be done
You know in some way you're a lot like me
You're just a prisoner and you're tryin' to break free
Chorus:
I can see a new horizon underneath the blazin' sky
I'll be where the eagle's flying higher and higher
Gonna be your man in motion, all I need is a pair of wheels
Take me where my future's lyin', St. Elmo's Fire
Burning up, don't know just how far that I can go (just how far I go)
Soon be home, only just a few miles down the road
I can make it, I know I can
You broke the boy in me, but you won't break the man
(chorus)
I can climb the highest mountain, cross the wildest sea
I can feel St. Elmo's Fire burnin' in me, burnin' in me
Just once in his life a man has his time, and my time is now, I'm coming alive
I can hear the music playin', I can see the banners fly
Feel like you're back again, and hope ridin' high
Gonna be your man in motion, all I need is a pair of wheels
Take me where my future's lyin', St. Elmo's Fire
(chorus)
I can climb the highest mountain, cross the wildest sea
I can feel St. Elmo's Fire burnin' in me
Burnin', burnin' in me, I can feel it burnin'
Oooh, burnin' inside of me... (to fade)
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of The Cooler
Sep 1999
time: 23:16
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WHEN THE WORK'S ALL DONE THIS FALL
(D.J. O'Malley)
A group of jolly cowboys, discussing plans at ease.
Says one, "I'll tell you something, boys, if you will listen, please
I am an old cow-puncher and here I'm dressed in rags,
I used to be a tough one and go on great big jags.
"After the round-ups are over and after the shipping is done
I am going right straight home, boys, ere all my money is gone
I have changed my ways, boys, no more will I fall;
And I am going home, boys, when the work is done this fall.
"But I've got a home, boys, a good one, you all know,
Although I have not seen it since long, long ago.
I'm going back to Dixie once more to see them all;
I'm going back to see my mother when the work's all done this fall.
"When I left home, boys, my mother for me cried,
Begged me not to go, boys, for me she would have died;
My mother's heart is breaking, breaking for me, that's all,
And with God's help I'll see her when the work's all done this fall."
This very night this cowboy went out to stand his guard;
The night was dark and cloudy and storming very hard;
The cattle they got frightened and rushed in wild stampede,
The cowboy tried to head them, riding at full speed.
While riding in the darkness so loudly did he shout,
Trying his best to head them and turn the herd about
His saddle horse did stumble and on him did fall
The poor boy won't see his mother when the work's all done this fall.
His body was so mangled the boys all thought him dead,
They picked him up so gently and laid him on a bed;
He opened wide his blue eyes and looking all around
He motioned to his comrades to sit near him on the ground.
"Boys, send Mother my wages, the wages I have earned,
For I'm afraid, boys, my last steer I have turned.
I'm going to a new range, I hear my Master's call,
And I'll not see my mother when the work's all done this fall
"Fred, you take my saddle; George, you take my bed;
Bill, you take my pistol after I am dead;
And think of me kindly when you look upon them all,
For I'll not see my mother when work is done this fall."
Poor Charlie was buried at sunrise, no tombstone at his head,
Nothing but a little board; and this is what it said:
Charlie died at daybreak, he died from a fall,
And he'll not see his mother when the work's all done this fall.
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of The Cooler
Sep 1999
time: 23:16
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40 Hour Week
Alabama
There are people in this country who work hard every day.
Not for fame or fortune do they strive.
But the fruits of their labor are worth more than their pay.
And it's time a few of them were recognized.
Hello Detroit auto workers,
let me thank you for your time.
You work a forty hour week for a livin',
just to send it on down the line.
Hello Pittsburgh steel mill workers,
let me thank you for your time.
You work a forty hour week for a livin',
just to send it on down the line.
This is for the one who swings the hammer,
driving home the nail.
Or the one behind the counter,
ringing up the sale.
Or the one who fights the fires,
the one who brings the mail.
For everyone who works behind the scenes.
You can see them every morning in the factories and the fields.
In the city streets and the quiet country towns.
Working together like spokes inside a wheel.
They keep this country turning around.
Hello Kansas wheat field farmer,
let me thank you for your time.
You work a forty hour week for a livin',
just to send it on down the line.
Hello West Virginia coal miner,
let me thank you for your time.
You work a forty hour week for a livin',
just to send it on down the line.
This one is for the one who drives the big rig,
up and down the road.
Or the one out in the warehouse,
bringing in the load.
Or the waitress, the mechanic,
the policeman on patrol.
For everyone who works behind the scenes.
With a spirit you can't replace with no machine.
Hello America - let me thank you for your time!
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Calgary, Alberta
Nov 1999
time: 22:16
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DEEP INSIDE OF YOU
Third Eye Blind
When we met, light was shed
Thoughts free flow
You said you've got something
Deep inside of you
A wind chime voice sound
Sway of your hips round rings true
It goes deep inside of you
These secret garden beams
Changed my life, so it seems
A fall breeze blows outside
I don't break stride, my thoughts are warm
And they go deep inside of you
Oh yeah
And I never felt alone, alright
Oh oh, till I met you
Friends say I've changed
I don't listen 'cuz I live to be
Deep inside of you
Slide of her dress
Shouts in darkness, I'm so alive
I'm deep inside of you
You said, "boy make girl feel good"
But still, deep inside
Still
I've never felt alone
Till I met you
I'm alright on my own
And then I met you
And I'd know what to do
If I just knew what's coming
I would change myself if I could
I'd walk with my people if I could find them
And I'd say that I'm sorry to you
I'm sorry to you
And I don't want to call you
But then I want to call you
'Cuz I don't want to crush you
But I feel like crushing you, and it's true
I took for granted you were with me
I breathe by your looks and you look right through me
But we were broke and didn't know
We were broke and didn't know
We were broke and didn't know
We were broke and didn't know
Something's gone, you withdraw
And I'm not strong like before
I was deep inside of you
I can go nowhere
I burn candles and stare
At a ghost deep inside of you
And some great need in me
Starts to bleed
I've lost myself, there's nothing left
It's all gone
Deep inside of you
Deep inside of you
Deep inside of you
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ice queen colorado
Sep 2000
time: 22:16
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good songs Asher =)
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yeah its another love song meathead 
You Are Everything
"The Stylistics"
Today I saw somebody
Who looked just like you
She walked like you do
I thought it was you
As she turned the corner
I called out your name
I felt so ashamed
When it wasn’t you, wasn’t you
You are everything
And everything is you, whoa
You are everything
And everything is you, whoa
You are everything
And everything is you
How can I forget
When each face that I see
Brings back memories
Of being with you
I just can’t go on
Living life as I do
Comparing each girl with you
Knowing they just won’t do, they’re not you
You are everything
And everything is you, whoa
You are everything
And everything is you, whoa
You are everything
And everything is you
You are everything (You are everything to me)
And everything is you, whoa
You are everything (Everything you are, everything to me, yeah)
And everything is you, whoa
You are everything (You are everything to me)
And everything is you, whoa
You are everything (Yeah, yeah, everything to me)
And everything is you, whoa
You are everything
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SlowwHand
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of The Cooler
Sep 1999
time: 23:16
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Wheel
Jerry Jeff Walker
(spoken)
If I took a rollin' wheel
And rolled it ten times round
Would it travel far from here
Or would it just go round
Round and Round
As a young boy I helped the old man
Workin' in the fields
And everyday, we hauled the hay
To the rollin' of the wheels
'Til one day the tractor laid
The old man down to the ground
The tractor pitched him into a ditch and
Left a dusty sound
Of the wheel that kept spinnin' round
The wheel that kept spinnin' round
CHORUS:
Rollin' wheel, rollin' on
Takin' us all on our way
Rollin' wheel, rollin' on
Takin back all that they gave
Takin' us all on our way
Takin' back all that they save
I've never knew my father well
The war called him too soon
Said he was an officer
Saw some pictures in my room
The letter said he was reported dead
Near the front lines he'd been found
A mine blew his jeep into a twisted heep
And I still hear the sound
Of the wheel that kept spinnin' round.
Rollin' wheel, rollin' on
Takin' us all on our way
Rollin' wheels, rollin' on
Takin' us all to the grave
Takin' back all that they save
Takin' us all on our way
My brother chased a dream of wheels
His whole life geared for the race
As soon as he could, he drove off for good
His whole life was short, quick, and straight
He only lived to spin those wheels
And make that move over ground
'Til the steering failed and he crashed the rail
And he laid there still for the sounds
Of the wheel that kept spinning round.
Rollin' wheel, they're rollin' on
Takin' us all on our way
The rollin' wheels, rollin' on
Takin' back all that they gave
Takin' us all on our way
Takin' back all that they say
As for me, my life's too short
The wheel has carried my far
Around this world 100 times
By bus, truck, train, bike , or car
And just like the rest I roll on to my death
On a country road far from town
I stare by the wheel just as sure as I feel
That there won't be but one sound
That's the wheel that keeps spinning round
Yeah the wheel that keeps spinning round
Rollin wheels, rollin' on
Takin us all on our way
The rollin' wheels, rollin' on
Takin' back all that they say
Takin us all on our way
Takin' us all on our way
The rollin' wheels, yeah rollin' on
Takin' back all that they gave
Takin' us all on our way
Last edited by SlowwHand on 16-12-2001 at 21:38
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SlowwHand
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of The Cooler
Sep 1999
time: 23:16
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I Wanna Talk About Me
Toby Keith
(Bobby Braddock)
We talk about your work how your boss is a jerk
We talk about your church and your head when it hurts
We talk about the troubles you've been having with your brother
About your daddy and your mother and your crazy ex-lover
We talk about your friends and the places that you've been
We talk about your skin and the dimples on your chin
The polish on your toes and the run in your hose
And God knows we're gonna talk about your clothes
You know talking about you makes me smile
But every once in awhile
I wanna talk about me
Wanna talk about I
Wanna talk about number one
Oh my me my
What I think, what I like, what I know, what I want, what I see
I like talking about you, usually, but occassionally
I wanna talk about me
I wanna talk about me
We talk about your dreams and we talk about your schemes
your high school team and your moisturizer creme
We talk about your nanna up in Muncie, Indiana
We talk about your grandma down in Alabama
We talk about your guys of every shape and size
The ones that you despise and the ones you idolize
We talk about your heart, about your brains and your smarts
And your medical charts and when you start
You know talking about you makes me grin
But every now and then
I wanna talk about me
Wanna talk about I
Wanna talk about number one
Oh my me my
What I think, what I like, what I know, what I want, what I see
I like talking about you, usually, but occassionally
I wanna talk about me
I wanna talk about me
You you you you you you you you youyouyouyouyou
I wanna talk about me
I wanna talk about me
Wanna talk about I
Wanna talk about number one
Oh my me my
What I think, what I like, what I know, what I want, what I see
I like talking about you, usually, but occassionally
I wanna talk about me
I wanna talk about me
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boann
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ice queen colorado
Sep 2000
time: 22:16
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That’s When I’ll Stop Loving You
When winter comes in summer
When there’s no more forever, yeah, yeah
That’s when I’ll stop lovin’ you
That’s when I’ll stop lovin’ you
I’m sure you’ve heard these words before
And I know it’s hard for you to trust them once more
You’re afraid it all might end
And a broken heart is scared of breakin’ again
But you got to believe me, I’ll never leave you
You won’t ever cry unless I am there
And I will always be there
You will never be without love
When winter comes in summer
When there’s no more forever
When lies become the truth
Oh, you’ll know then, baby
That’s when I’ll stop lovin’
That’s when I’ll stop lovin’ you
That’s when I’ll stop lovin’ you, yeah
The longest sunlight lights the sky
The light of love will be felt in these eyes of mine (These eyes of mine)
And I will shine that light for you
You’re the only one I’ll ever give this heart to
What I’m trying to say (What I’m trying to say ) nothing will change this
There’ll be no time you won’t find me there
‘Cause I will always be there
You will always have all my love
When winter comes in summer
When there’s no more forever
When lies become the truth
Well, you’ll know then, baby
That’s when I’ll stop lovin’
That’s when I’ll stop lovin’ you
That’s when I’ll stop lovin’ you
And when this world doesn’t turn anymore
When the stars all decide to stop shining
Till then I’m gonna be by your side
I’m gonna be lovin’ you forever
And every day of my life
Well, then you’ll know then, baby
That’s when I’ll stop lovin’
That’s when I’ll stop lovin’
That’s when I’ll stop lovin’ you
When winter comes in summer
When there’s no more forever
When lies become the truth
Well, you’ll know then, baby
That’s when I’ll stop lovin’
That’s when I’ll stop lovin’
That’s when I’ll stop lovin’ you
When winter comes in summer
When there’s no more forever
When lies become the truth
Well, you’ll know then, baby
That’s when I’ll stop lovin’
That’s when I’ll stop lovin’ you
That’s when I’ll stop, babe, I’ll stop, babe, lovin’ you
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