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Posted: Tue Oct 30, 2007 1:34 pm
Mmm Bop bup di bop dede Doo Wop do it all night doowop bup di bop bede doo yeah yeah.
Hansen: mmmbop
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Posted: Sun Nov 11, 2007 4:57 pm
As I was going over the Cork and Kerry Mountains I saw Captain Farrell and his money he was countin' I first produced my pistol and then produced my rapier I said "Stand and deliver or the devil he may take ya" I took all of his money and it was a pretty penny I took all of his money yeah and I brought it home to Molly She swore that she loved me no never would she leave me But the devil take that woman, yeah, for you know she tricked me easy Musha rain dum-a-doo dum-a-da Whack for my daddy-o Whack for my daddy-o There's whiskey in the jar-o
Metallica -Whiskey in the Jar
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Posted: Thu Jan 31, 2008 11:03 am
When there's nowhere else to run Is there room for one more son? One more son... If you can't hold on If you can't hold on... Hold on...
I wanna stand up I wanna let go You know you know no You don't you don't I wanna shine on in the hearts of man I wanna mean it from the back of my broken hand
-The Killers, All these things that I've done.
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Posted: Sat Feb 09, 2008 8:46 pm
For to see Mad Tom of Bedlam, 10,000 miles I'd travel. Mad Maudlin goes on dirty toes for to save her shoes from gravel.
Still I sing bonnie boys, bonnie mad boys, bedlam boys are bonny for they all go bare and they live by the air and they want no drink nor money.
Boys of Bedlam --Steeleye Span
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Posted: Sun Feb 10, 2008 9:30 pm
He's got a problem with his poisons but you know we'll find a cure He's cleaning up the system to keep his nature pure
New World Man-- Rush
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