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Posted: Mon Nov 26, 2007 6:18 pm
CHILDREN IN HEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT! YOU CANT CONTROLL EM
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Posted: Mon Nov 26, 2007 6:31 pm
recycling's gay recycling's gay
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Posted: Mon Nov 26, 2007 6:39 pm
kerosene keeps me warm, watch it burn
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Posted: Mon Nov 26, 2007 7:33 pm
if you love somebody, you better set them on fire...
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Posted: Mon Nov 26, 2007 7:35 pm
You're my midnight sacrifice
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Posted: Mon Nov 26, 2007 7:35 pm
i've played the wild rover for many a year i've spent all my money on whiskey and beer...
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Posted: Mon Nov 26, 2007 10:06 pm
Singing BURN HER! BURN HER! BURN HER! to the Ground!
BURN HER SINS! BURN HER PRIDE! BURN HER 'TILL SHE DIES!
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Posted: Tue Nov 27, 2007 5:45 am
but now im returning with gold in great store, NO NEVER ill be a wild rover no more
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Posted: Tue Nov 27, 2007 8:22 am
the average weight is well over 200 lbs i hate to generalize but have you seen the thighs most haven't seen their genitalia in a while maybe that's why they're so pissed at us they're all jealous cuz we're having better sex!
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Posted: Tue Nov 27, 2007 1:54 pm
When I'm tired and thinkin' cold I hide in my music, forget the day And dream of a girl I used to know I closed my eyes and she slipped away She slipped away
It's more than a feeling When I hear that old song they used to play And I begin dreamin' Till I see Marianne walk away I see my Marianne walkin' away
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Posted: Tue Nov 27, 2007 2:32 pm
Some say the Devil is dead Devil is dead Devil is dead Some say the Devil is dead And buried in Killarney. I say he rose again I say he rose again I say he rose again And joined the British Army.
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Posted: Tue Nov 27, 2007 2:36 pm
as i was goin over the kilmagenny mountain i met with cap'n farrell and his money he was counting i first produced my pistol and then produced my rapier said, "stand and deliver, for i am a bold deceiver" musha ring dumma do dumma da wack for the daddy-o wack for the daddy-o there's whiskey in the jar
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Posted: Tue Nov 27, 2007 2:46 pm
I counted out his money, and it made a pretty penny. I put it in my pocket and I took it home to Jenny. She said and she swore, that she never would deceive me, but the devil take the women, for they never can be easy
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Posted: Tue Nov 27, 2007 3:07 pm
i went into my chamber for to take a slumber i dreamt of gold and jewels and for sure it was no wonder but jenny took my charges and she filled them up with water and sent for cap'n farrell to be ready for the slaughter
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Posted: Tue Nov 27, 2007 5:11 pm
people equal s**t...
@ mega and lomedin
uhhh
who did that song
cause i know theres a couple versions
so i looked up the lyrics
and their different
As i was going over The Kork and Kerry mountains I saw Captain Farrell And his money he was counting I first produced my pistol And then produced my rapier I said "Stand and deliver Or the devil he may take you"
I took all of his money And it was a pretty penny I took all of his money and I brought it home to Molly She swore that she'd love me No Never would she leave me But the devil take that woman For you know she treat me easy
Mush a ring dum a doo dum a da Whack for my daddy'o Whack for my daddy'o, there's Whisky in the jar, o
Being drunk and weary I went to Molly's chamber Taking my Molly with me And i never knew the danger For about six or maybe seven In walked Captain Farrell I jumped up, fired off my pistols And i shot him with both barrels
Mush a ring dum a doo dum a da Whack for my daddy'o Whack for my daddy'o, there's Whisky in the jar, o
Now some men like the fishing And some men like fowling And some men like to hear The cannonballs are roaring Me - I like sleeping Specially in my Molly's chamber But here i am in prison, Here i am with a ball and chain, yeah
Mush a ring dum a doo dum a da Whack for my daddy'o Whack for my daddy'o, there's Whisky in the jar, o
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