The New What's On Your Cd/Turntable Thread.

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  1. lucifers angel same shit, differant day!! Registered Senior Member

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    the left rights, they are a side project of jimmy urine from MSI

    Shit!
    I wanna take a shit
    Everybody wanna take a shit.
    (come on, come on!)

    Shit!
    I wanna take a shit
    Everybody wanna take a shit.
    (come on, come on!)

    Shit!
    I wanna take a shit
    Everybody wanna take a shit.

    I will now tell you about the poo.
    You dont dump the poo,
    The poo dumps you.
    If you don't dump the poo,
    The poo dumps you.
    You'll go to school and learn about the poo!

    Shit!
    (ah oh ah oh ah oh ah)
    Come on, come on!
    Shit!
    (ah oh ah oh ah oh ah)

    Cats!
    I wanna check the cats
    Everybody wanna check the cats.
    (come on, come on!)

    Shit!
    I wanna take a shit
    Everybody wanna take a shit.
    (come on, come on!)

    Shit!
    Shit!

    I will now tell you about the poo.
    You dont dump the poo,
    The poo dumps you.
    If you don't dump the poo,
    The poo dumps you.
    You'll go to school and learn about the poo!

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  7. Tiassa Let us not launch the boat ... Staff Member

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    Truly — Fast Stories ... From Kid Coma

    Truly, Fast Stories ... From Kid Coma, "Blue Lights":

    It's years from you, it's all we can do.
    Undressing in a daze,
    Hit by the future blues.
    As far as mercury, sand whistling pier;
    Farewell sighs, orgasmic highs.

    Remember me from nineteen eighty-three.
    It felt so hard to find a girl
    In a right wing world.
    You drag the poems out of me,
    I put it right into you.
    We laugh and scream;
    It's all that we can do.

    The blue lights are turning us on.
    The blue lights are turning us on.
    The blue lights are turning us on.

    In the winter of constellations,
    Engage in listless observation.

    The blue lights are turning us on.
    The blue lights are turning us on.

    On deck: "Leslie's Coughing Up Blood".

    (See also, Tepedelen, Adam. "Truly — Alive in the Superunknown". The Rocket. May 13, 1998. See http://www.angelfire.com/sk/seattlebands/trulyart.html )
     
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    I have to admit that I like the new Jordan Sparks song, "Tattoo". It's fun. Plus the background instrumentation is interesting.

    ~String
     
  11. John99 Banned Banned

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    Smooooke on the waterrrrrrrr.
     
  12. John99 Banned Banned

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    magic carpet ride......

    why dont you tell your dreams to me........ha ha haaaa
     
  13. John99 Banned Banned

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    out on the road for forty days.....aaaaahhhhhoooooooooooooo
     
  14. cosmictraveler Be kind to yourself always. Valued Senior Member

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    Masters Of War by Bob Dylan

    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=g0ELgFGd2fs&feature=related


    Come you masters of war
    You that build all the guns
    You that build the death planes
    You that build the big bombs
    You that hide behind walls
    You that hide behind desks
    I just want you to know
    I can see through your masks

    You that never done nothin'
    But build to destroy
    You play with my world
    Like it's your little toy
    You put a gun in my hand
    And you hide from my eyes
    And you turn and run farther
    When the fast bullets fly

    Like Judas of old
    You lie and deceive
    A world war can be won
    You want me to believe
    But I see through your eyes
    And I see through your brain
    Like I see through the water
    That runs down my drain

    You fasten the triggers
    For the others to fire
    Then you set back and watch
    When the death count gets higher
    You hide in your mansion
    As young people's blood
    Flows out of their bodies
    And is buried in the mud

    You've thrown the worst fear
    That can ever be hurled
    Fear to bring children
    Into the world
    For threatening my baby
    Unborn and unnamed
    You ain't worth the blood
    That runs in your veins

    How much do I know
    To talk out of turn
    You might say that I'm young
    You might say I'm unlearned
    But there's one thing I know
    Though I'm younger than you
    Even Jesus would never
    Forgive what you do

    Let me ask you one question
    Is your money that good
    Will it buy you forgiveness
    Do you think that it could
    I think you will find
    When your death takes its toll
    All the money you made
    Will never buy back your soul

    And I hope that you die
    And your death'll come soon
    I will follow your casket
    In the pale afternoon
    And I'll watch while you're lowered
    Down to your deathbed
    And I'll stand o'er your grave
    'Til I'm sure that you're dead



    Copyright © 1963; renewed 1991 Special Rider Music
     
  15. cosmictraveler Be kind to yourself always. Valued Senior Member

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    A Hard Rains A Going To Fall By Bob Dylan

    Oh, where have you been, my blue-eyed son?
    Oh, where have you been, my darling young one?
    I've stumbled on the side of twelve misty mountains,
    I've walked and I've crawled on six crooked highways,
    I've stepped in the middle of seven sad forests,
    I've been out in front of a dozen dead oceans,
    I've been ten thousand miles in the mouth of a graveyard,
    And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, and it's a hard,
    And it's a hard rain's a-gonna fall.

    Oh, what did you see, my blue-eyed son?
    Oh, what did you see, my darling young one?
    I saw a newborn baby with wild wolves all around it
    I saw a highway of diamonds with nobody on it,
    I saw a black branch with blood that kept drippin',
    I saw a room full of men with their hammers a-bleedin',
    I saw a white ladder all covered with water,
    I saw ten thousand talkers whose tongues were all broken,
    I saw guns and sharp swords in the hands of young children,
    And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard,
    And it's a hard rain's a-gonna fall.

    And what did you hear, my blue-eyed son?
    And what did you hear, my darling young one?
    I heard the sound of a thunder, it roared out a warnin',
    Heard the roar of a wave that could drown the whole world,
    Heard one hundred drummers whose hands were a-blazin',
    Heard ten thousand whisperin' and nobody listenin',
    Heard one person starve, I heard many people laughin',
    Heard the song of a poet who died in the gutter,
    Heard the sound of a clown who cried in the alley,
    And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard,
    And it's a hard rain's a-gonna fall.

    Oh, who did you meet, my blue-eyed son?
    Who did you meet, my darling young one?
    I met a young child beside a dead pony,
    I met a white man who walked a black dog,
    I met a young woman whose body was burning,
    I met a young girl, she gave me a rainbow,
    I met one man who was wounded in love,
    I met another man who was wounded with hatred,
    And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard,
    It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall.

    Oh, what'll you do now, my blue-eyed son?
    Oh, what'll you do now, my darling young one?
    I'm a-goin' back out 'fore the rain starts a-fallin',
    I'll walk to the depths of the deepest black forest,
    Where the people are many and their hands are all empty,
    Where the pellets of poison are flooding their waters,
    Where the home in the valley meets the damp dirty prison,
    Where the executioner's face is always well hidden,
    Where hunger is ugly, where souls are forgotten,
    Where black is the color, where none is the number,
    And I'll tell it and think it and speak it and breathe it,
    And reflect it from the mountain so all souls can see it,
    Then I'll stand on the ocean until I start sinkin',
    But I'll know my song well before I start singin',
    And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard,
    It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall.



    Copyright © 1963; renewed 1991 Special Rider Music
     
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    Everybody's listening to 1960s music. I'm listening to "Out of Our Heads" on Sheryl Crow's new CD. It's a return to her original upbeat style of "All I Wanna Do" and "Every Day Is a Winding Road," but it's also a song that any unreconstructed 1960s hippie can love. Excerpts:

    (She does it in a faux-Third World patois so the grammar is deliberately fractured.)

    Every man is his own prophet.
    Oh every prophet, just a man.
    I say: All the women stand up, say "Yes" to themselves.
    Teach your children the best you can.

    Let every man bow to the best in himself.
    We're not killing any more.
    We're the wisest ones. Everybody: Listen!
    'Cause you can't fight this feeling any more.

    If we could only get out of our heads,
    Out of our heads and into our hearts.
    Children of Abraham: Lay down your fears,
    Swallow your tears, and look to your heart.
     
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    Tupac - I Don't Give a Fuck.

    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KOg45fpdEv8

    The way they see it, we was meant to be kept down
    Just can't understand why we getting respect now
    Mama told me there'd be days like this -
    But I'm pissed - cause it stays like this
    And now they're trying to ship me off to Kuwait,
    Gimme a break!
    How much shit can a nigga take?
     
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    Rick James: Dance With Me

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    Ooh, ooh

    Pretty little thing
    Girl, you’re lookin’ fine
    Hey, I wonder can you spare a minute
    Of your precious time

    I would really like to know
    If you want me to, tell me, baby
    Maybe I can discuss it
    Over a dance with you
    When I’m dancin’ with you, baby, now, now

    Dance with me
    Shake your body all over me, woman, dance
    Dance with me
    Dance, dance with me, baby

    Dance with me, woman
    Shake it up, shake it up now, baby
    Shake it up, shake it up now, baby
    Dance with me, woman, with me, woman
    Shake it up, shake it up now, baby
    Shake it up, shake it up now, baby

    Pretty little thing
    I wish that you were mine, yeah
    You know every move to make with your body
    And you do it fine, do it fine

    Dancing with you, girl, like this
    Is ‘bout to cause a fire, yeah
    Look at me I’m soakin’ wet
    Like I was in a shower
    When I’m dancin’ with you, baby, now, now

    Dance with me
    Shake your body all over me, woman, dance
    Dance with me
    Dance, dance with me, baby

    Dance with me, woman
    Shake it up, shake it up now, baby
    Shake it up, shake it up now, baby
    Dance with me, woman, with me, woman
    Shake it up, shake it up now, baby
    Shake it up, shake it up now, baby (Party, babe)

    Ooh, ooh, ooh
    Where’s the party {Party over here}
    Say what? {Party over there}

    Ooh, ooh, ooh
    Where’s the party {Party over here}
    Say what? {Party over there}

    Woo

    Shake it up, shake it up now, baby
    Shake it up, shake it up now, baby
    Dance with me, woman, with me, woman
    Shake it up, shake it up now, baby
    Shake it up, shake it up now, baby (Party, babe)

    Hoo

    Shake it up
    Shake it up (Shake your body all over me, woman)
    Shake it up (Dance with me, dance with me, woman, dance with me)
    Shake it up (Woman, dance)
    Shake it up (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
    Shake it up

    Woman, just dance with me
    Woman, just dance with me
    Baby, just dance with me
    Sugar, just dance with me
    Blow, boys

    Boy, don’t stop
    Boy, don’t stop
    Boy, don’t stop
    Boy, don’t stop

    Boy, don’t stop
    Boy, don’t stop
    Boy, don’t stop
    Boy, don’t stop

    Boy, don’t stop
    Boy, don’t stop
    Boy, don’t stop
    Boy, don’t stop

    Boy, don’t stop
    Boy, don’t stop
    Boy, don’t stop
    Boy, don’t stop

    Boy, don’t stop
    Boy, don’t stop

    Blow, Danny
    Blow, Danny
    Blow, Danny
    Blow, Danny

    Blow, Danny
    Blow, Danny
    Blow, Danny
    Blow, Danny



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    dopeman- Jay z
     
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